Window A

we were talking about mean streaks the other day. and i've definitely got it. the indomitable urge to snap at people for no reason whatsoever, my complete inability to be unreservedly nice to someone unless i want something out of it whatever it may be, it really sucks to be so darned aware of exactly what i'm doing and why i'm doing them. i analyse everything i'm doing to death and it makes me sick to be me. sometimes. a lot of the time actually. but still. someone's got to do it i guess.