thedarkharlequin

well this suck.

I'm in a horrible fucking mood.

I am so absolutely fucking agitated right now, I just want to start punching things.

I hate this,
I don't so much hate the feeling, in fact, I almost like it,
I just don't have any way to release it.

So I end up alone in my room, pacing, screaming along to some kind of music, hoping that something will come along and distract me, or just make me smile, or something. Make me not feel like packing corpse pieces into plastic storage bins, and filling up my already limited closet space.

nope, nothing coming along,
what's the next best thing to hurting others, hurting yourself