The mind of a twisted daydreamer

Obviously I'm not avoiding the whole world, just the majority.

I'm moody, really, really, fucking moody. Insert foot in mouth and coast with it moody. Not a good thing. Like an idiot I thought maybe I could talk to people, found out very quickly that I can't talk to most people, because I don't know how to be normal at the moment.

So, I'm back to avoiding the world. Pretending that maybe if I back off it will be okay and I won't do anything stupid because the damned hormones of everyday female life are eating my braincells, leaving me with no social graces whatsoever and making me a crying, raving mess of a female specimen.

So, this is where I am. If you need me, knock on the shinee rock I've hidden under and I'll eventually get back to you.