if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all

in lieu of my last entry about bitching constantly about people... i really don't have anything nice to say. so i don't have much to say. it's early morning and i am disgruntled and angry. it's actually 10:30 but i'm still disgruntled about being up. i plan on reading another book today. maybe i'll just end up reading a book everyday. i wish i was finding beauty in the world. i wish that there was a light at the end of the tunnel through the rite and passage of age's wisdom. but i'm realizing that people can be fucked up at any age. great. what a great coming of age realization.

i realized that maybe i should stop being civil to people that i don't like. people mistake dry monotony as friendliness. this is wrong. i am only going through the motions. in reality i don't care.