The title of this entry is the unheard sound in your throat that is deafening on a bad day

Disclaimer: Sophie has been posessed by the obnoxious, self-absorbed demons she likes to consider herself immune to.
My teenage soul is stinging. The chemicals in my brain do not seem to be sloshing in my favor. I will blog again when I am more inspired and less fat and irritating. I will return soon and be fanatically irritated with myself for writing this entry. And for talking too loud and spitting too much and not having a fucking clue.