The voices in my head have started to shout obscenity at me. Worse still, is that they've somehow disembodied and now issue forth in the altos, sopranos and baritones of my friends. It's difficult to dumb those voices when they belong to their own minds.
I hate it when people are right about being right, especially when I should know better. I hate it when I know they're right about being right. And I hate that despite the rightness that's spewing out all around me, I still choose to blow myself a bubble and live in it.