on the down-low

I'm feeling blue lately, at not a pretty sparkly iridescent shade that I prefer in my eye make-up, definitely more of a navy. I don't know if this self-pity (the most worthless emotion ever) has become part of my body's hormonal square dance or if I'm just starting to fully realize some things about my life, some bitter truths that I've managed to keep at bay. All I know is that I feel shitty, like at any moment if somebody looks at me too long I'll either start crying uncontrollably or smack 'em in the mouth. Lucky for me, I don't just bring overwhelming sadness with me on my journey through mild-depression, I bring unrestrained anger too.