You ever wake up half of ya suicidal and cold sweat anxious... And the other half of you just pissed off and disgusted at the first half? No worries, the pissed off side doesn't take shit. Chaseus f*cking Christ. What a screwed up kind of existence. Snickers. Course the only downside is spending the rest of the day all pissed off. I'll take the damn downside. Meanwhile, ya can't tell anyone why you're all snarly or they get all overboard upset. Like it's not a win. Not all wins are pretty. Sheesh. Just wanna curl up and watch Netflix and have some fun growling at people on a screen who can't hear me and get their knickers in a twist over it. Is that so damn bad? Having fun while being angry? I used to have people in my life who'd do this with me. Either curl up and rant, or go burn it off. Long f*cking time ago. Since they were all y'all kind of people, figured maybe I'm not the only one with this kind of win these days. Or I wouldn't post it.
Feel free to delete if the mopey first bit is too depressing. Or whatever. My judgement goes out the damn window when I'm pissed off. Usually try and control my anger, but sometimes feeding it is the only good option I've got.
