Nobody wants to be alone in the world.

I want to apologize to the Current Best Friend for being so bitchy for the last like two weeks. I've tried to, actually. But I can't go into or explain what's causing it, partially because she wouldn't understand and partially because I don't know myself sometimes what's causing it. June itself, maybe. My Fellow Disaster seems to have pointed out that today was a bad day, back in the dreaded past at least. Two month anniversary of Hell Day at the time. And on an inappropriate and cruel holiday as well. Even she has sympathy for the Queen. At a certain point, this hate has to subside. For both My Fellow Disaster and the Current Best Friend. Hating the Queen won't solve anything. She doesn't deserve the hate. But nobody seems to care. Because no one else saw what I saw. It's just me, like it always is.