So, yeah. I've had a lot of stuff I've wanted to say lately, but in true Scorpio fashion, decided not to say any of it. I've seen people do this before, and it seems like a good idea, so Imma rub on tha wallsdo it too.

These are directed at random people, some of whom are on lj, some of whom are not. Hopefully these will be vague enough to not make anybody worry that I'm talking about them. ;)

Hey, you. You need to find some sort of way to unwind. I know it's nigh impossible, since you're so busy, but try anyway, please? You don't need all that stress. <3

And you. I hope you're proud of yourself. Hope you're happy. Enjoy that. I'm sure it'll be okay eventually, but damn, that was low.

You. I miss you. Probably doesn't mean much, but I do miss you. Hope things are going well, and that you can get away from some of the crap that it looks like you're stuck in. Good luck!

And I kinda miss you, too, although I don't know if you'd understand why. Oh well.

Aaaaand you. I've been told by a couple of people that I should be more forgiving, but uh, I don't think so. You've been a complete nightmare to me, albeit indirectly, and in a way that I don't know that I could forgive you for. You need to get the fuck over yourself, bb, and stop projecting your issues onto other people. I still can't even talk to you, and I don't know if it's worth it to try.

Okay, and you two. You two don't know each other, but you're like the same goddamned person. Y'all need to stop your passive agressive bullshit, let your damned kids grow up, and stop treating them like shit. One of you in particular is especially bad about this. I hope you're happy; you're daughter/my friend is pretty consistantly miserable, because you're such a twat. And you probably have no idea, because you're so self absorbed. Good job.

Aaaaaah, that felt good. I might need to do this more often. Also, rereading over this, several of these could apply to multiple people, so I guess I did it right.

In other news, I seem to have a raging literary hard-on for medieval poetry. Whoulda thunk?

EDIT: Oh, and this? Makes me happy. I squeed for reals.