The Hanging Tree
I wish I was one of those people that was okay with blaming others for their constant life drama and private pain. It's got to be easier than my way. My way involves in depth self-loathing and creating an aura of misery that follows me around like Pigpen's dust cloud. Somehow I seem to manage to turn everything around so that its my fault. I broke my finger. I guess its my fault but I don't know how I did it so I just deal with another ruined summer. I was laid off from my jo
