"You know what Scarlett? I think you're on the verge of a crying jag."

oh my god i cannot stop crying. for no reason. yeah yeah went to the cemetery today blah blah sad blah blah cried. but this is sooooo NOT the same thing. this is raging river rapids of estrogen coursing through my veins. this is fleeing from the room in floods of tears because my cat looked at me funny. this is trying to untangle the cord to my laptop's power supply only to fail tragically, and in doing so call into question the worthiness of my existence. and, above all, this is wailing that i am fat and vowing never to eat again while simultaneously rummaging through every cupboard in the kitchen in a maniacal and tireless quest for anything even remotely resembling a cookie. and i don't even FUCKING like cookies.