November. You rotten, dirty month. How I hate this time of the year when the streets are filthy ugly, the nights are cold and wet, everything is isolated. This is a scary time of the year for me. Dirty fall - early signs of winter. Death.

+++Why is it so hard to get over a person? Any person. the rain has been pounding against my window the last couple of days and I feel like any moment now everything will break and take me with it. It's nice. I still hate you November.