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Mood:
violent

maybe I shouldn't listen to Under the Pink when I feel like this. ought to be listening to Korn or something


i don't know what the fuck is wrong with me today


just want to tear the shit out of something that breaths and pumps blood

something that will fight back and give me some fucking satisfaction.



I feel like i'm in a giant sack made of linen and I can't hold onto something firmly enough to take out my fury on it.


have to leave soon and AGAIN Molasses has already left work

and AGAIN I will have to do some OT to try to make a dent in my work queue

why do I fucking bother



what fucking difference does any of this make?


I swear to god I wan to do some desctructive.

i don't even care what. grab some office supplies and start chucking them at people...wish i had a gun...just shoot at the motherfucking walls....let the other people remember the important things in their lives while I remove myself fromt he equation But I don't have acceess to a gun. I could wrestle a police officer

maybe I'll drive hard into a semi. but traffic will suck too much....maybe i should light a smoke and the boy can just kiss my ass if my mouth is too nasty.


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