I have a fever and can't even think straight right now. My fucking head is about to explode. Being anrgy doesn't help bring it down. I can feel my skin burning. My hands are shaking as I am typing. Not a good sign. No one better start with me tonight or they will be in for a world of pain.
I think I have rage issues too. Afterall in one scene in my story the main character cruelly tortures/kills an entire family simply cause the father called him an asshole for no apparent reason. Oh it's bloody, really violent. BTW, I say rip his tongue out with pliers and then feed it to him.
yoga helps me with my rage issues. then again I couldn't afford to sign up for this session, so move over happiness here comes a big serving of anger, rage, and bitchiness.
I guess i'll join the dark band wagon. Even though i really don't have anything to be angry about. Anger really physically effects me. It makes me sick. Tired. But you know what I'm enraged about lady. That fire never dies. I hate her soooooo much. The only person on earth I wish would die of ebola, or get burned alive or something. The worst death. God i hate her.