That feeling, when I fall back into old habits and let things beyond my control annoy me, and they build up over days and weeks like interest on a payday loan, and it gets under my skin like an abscess, red and swollen and filled with pus, and I cannot--CANNOT--stand it anymore, and I explode in a cloud of absolute accusations like YOU NEVER, and I ALWAYS HAVE TO, well knowing that the effect of showing my canines has long degraded to the point of nonexistence or even counter-production. That is what I am talking about.
Music pairing: Every Breaking Wave by U2