Dear diary:
Today was a 6.
I tried one of those new Chai Lattes at Starbucks, only spilled it all down the front of my full length coat. Thank Goth for black material! I ran out of clove cigarettes, so I decided to run into the convenience store and get some, only was laughed at by some old women. Someday I shall reign fiery hate upon them and make those mortals wish they were never born! But for today, I just ran out weeping. I went to the park and sat under a tree and wrote some more lyrics until a bird crapped on my head. That was when I decided to go buy a hat! That was the best part of today: it's nice spiderweb-like accents match my new hair dye. All the other vamps at tonight's LARP party were oh-so-jealous! Those bitches.
Today's number of suicidal thoughts: 213
