I have a giant “FUCK YOU” for the world today. 

If I still lived in the prairies, I’d drive myself out to a field somewhere and scream and yell and stamp my feet and throw my hands up in the air and I’d be as loud and angry as I want to be.

I can’t do these things because I live in an apartment building and my lease says that I have to keep it to myself.  But I want the internet to know that I’m yelling and stamping my feet  on the inside.