my soul is covered in flamin hots

I feel like I'm on the brink and I am moderately tempted to run away to Central America and change my name and eat nachos all day and marry an optimistic deep sea diver. I am so ready for this godawful month to be over. My new years resolution to cut back on cigarette smoking is all but forgotten and my boyfriend punted my heart into a vat of hot vegetable oil - similar to the kind used to make donut holes in sixth grade cooking class. W2G, ex-boyfriend.
Thingz That are BULLSHIT:
- Ticketmaster
- people who are happy and nonchalant about it
- my current lack of productivity
- fuck it I am too frustrated to continue