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"Do you have the time, to listen to me whine, about nothing and everything all at once?"

Anyways it was a long weekend. Almost seemed too long.  I spent Sunday recovering from the repercussions of Saturday night.  What a piss poor mood I had been in.  What a piss poor mood I am still in. A moody moody mess. Why? Because I realized that my gut instinct will always be correct.  Why is it we ever doubt ourselves? Truly?  I knew better.  I continue to know better yet make the same piss poor sorry mistakes.  Oh how gravely mistaken one can be.
One of my close friends told me not to go off the deep end with my emotions as in he told me not to allow myself to get in the mood I am already in.  It was too late.
I already decided this was going to be my course of action.
I had already decided I didn't want to fuck with anyone.
I had already decided I wanted my alone time.
I had decided to mope.
I had decided to be angry.
I had decided to pretend not to be affected.
I had already decided.
I still went out Saturday knowing it would not make a difference.
I went out knowing my mood was vengeful, indifferent, reckless.
Yet I went out with no expectations of anything good, fruitful, or positively mood changing
Maybe I brought it on myself
Who knows it's obviously too late to care.
I'm sick of all these things again.
I'm sick of all these people again.
I'm sick of all the same piss poor sorry ass excuses, lies, and erratic behavior
I'm out of suggestions
I'm out of resources
I'm out...