Since everyone else is ranting, why should I care?

I want to say this. I'm pissed. Life ain't easy. I ain't forever the optimist. I'm sad now, but I'll be happy tomorrow. If not, there's always the day after tomorrow. Nevertheless, just let me rant 'cos this is my turf and I say what I want regardless of whoever who reads this. I don't care if you think I'm childish or whatsoever. I dare you to judge me.

All because my wardrobe is pissing me off, while I'm scrounging for a non-existent tee which I lent to somebody and I can't remember who, and I don't have it with me, so I'm sure whoever borrowed it didn't return me, else I only have myself to blame. And all the ransacking for a damn trip that I ain't going anyway. And all because I'm caught in the middle of nowhere, being an adult where I can't act simply out of my own wishes just 'cos there are so many other underlying consequences you have to consider. And 'cos of people that wear masks and facades. And 'cos of people who don't believe in me. And 'cos I'm constantly trying to prove something and netball is not fun anymore. And 'cos I didn't tear for a teammate whom I thought I really care about and it makes me doubt my genuineness since everyone else is crying. And 'cos I have traded old friends for new ones and I want the old ones back. And 'cos I really hate feeling obligated. And 'cos I'm not 'free' anymore. Because... because...

o. What the hell? This will pass. Sleep it through. Tomorrow will be a better day.

Peace.