If I had the power, the results would please me.....
GOD DAMN MOTHER FUCKING PISS ANT MORONS WHO RUN THE "BEST PUBLIC TRANSIT IN THHE COUNTRY"!!!!!!!
bus was hour and a half late. I shoulda fucking walked home. coulda done it less time than that, but noooooooooo, i stayed there. though maybe it was because i kept seeing the southbound 40 go by. though i should have realized something was wrong when i saw 5, fucking 5!!!, southbound 40's go by in under 10 minutes. i mean, the 40 being one of the biggest routes, i didn't think the morons would let it get that far behind. boy, was I fucking wrong!!!!! so damn mad!!!!!!
doesn't help that the anger then finds other things to spawn off of. haven't been good and pissed like this for a while!! i want to kill something! something that'll give me a good fight, and have a good amount of blood for me to spill! and drink! grrrrrrrr!
oh, and it doesn't help that I got the most WONDERFUL feeling as i approached the building tonight. hate getting those feelings, knowing them true, then having to shove them aside to see where things are going, even though I can see the course. Ride the wave, mutha' fucka, ride the fucking wave! will it be the end of me? or not? don't know, but I'll bet I'll survive, for that's what I do. I survive, and when the chips are down, i come up.
yeah, i know, this isn't the happy little mouse it used to be. this is the pissed off angry mouse who wants death! not mine, everyones! and i felt so calm, renewed, refreshed when I went home and when I first got back. damn it RTD for setting this up! fucking grr, fate can be a bitch, 'course it can also be what we make of it. i for one am up for rewriting the past, but I can't do that, only ride the Wave. Lets see how well I can do that, shall we? Will I come out on top, or drown like all the rest? Fuer grissa oust drakka. not yet, probably not ever, yet at the same time............
we can only be what we are meant to be, but who decides that? God? Fate? or us? us lowly mortals, whose lives are the mere playthings of beings higher than we are? unless there is nothing higher than us, and this is all there is. if so, we need to make of it what we can, while we can. to hold onto the anger is unhealthy, or so they say. I disagree, as I hold onto it, and I haven't died yet. god damn fucking pissed off grrrrr
hatred fills me, deeply and full, like the ocean. well perhaps not hatred, anger is better. i already can tell the next cycle of things is not going to be fun. i have been there before, and it sucked then, it will probably not be any better this time around either.
yes, be more positive, they tell me. your biggest issue is your negativity, they say. well, when i have something going my way, and then it all fucking falls apart, and it happens every single damn time, what the hell do you people expect? it falls apart whether i do anything or not. i need out. think i'll go cool off outside or something, i don't frickin' know.
bus was hour and a half late. I shoulda fucking walked home. coulda done it less time than that, but noooooooooo, i stayed there. though maybe it was because i kept seeing the southbound 40 go by. though i should have realized something was wrong when i saw 5, fucking 5!!!, southbound 40's go by in under 10 minutes. i mean, the 40 being one of the biggest routes, i didn't think the morons would let it get that far behind. boy, was I fucking wrong!!!!! so damn mad!!!!!!
doesn't help that the anger then finds other things to spawn off of. haven't been good and pissed like this for a while!! i want to kill something! something that'll give me a good fight, and have a good amount of blood for me to spill! and drink! grrrrrrrr!
oh, and it doesn't help that I got the most WONDERFUL feeling as i approached the building tonight. hate getting those feelings, knowing them true, then having to shove them aside to see where things are going, even though I can see the course. Ride the wave, mutha' fucka, ride the fucking wave! will it be the end of me? or not? don't know, but I'll bet I'll survive, for that's what I do. I survive, and when the chips are down, i come up.
yeah, i know, this isn't the happy little mouse it used to be. this is the pissed off angry mouse who wants death! not mine, everyones! and i felt so calm, renewed, refreshed when I went home and when I first got back. damn it RTD for setting this up! fucking grr, fate can be a bitch, 'course it can also be what we make of it. i for one am up for rewriting the past, but I can't do that, only ride the Wave. Lets see how well I can do that, shall we? Will I come out on top, or drown like all the rest? Fuer grissa oust drakka. not yet, probably not ever, yet at the same time............
we can only be what we are meant to be, but who decides that? God? Fate? or us? us lowly mortals, whose lives are the mere playthings of beings higher than we are? unless there is nothing higher than us, and this is all there is. if so, we need to make of it what we can, while we can. to hold onto the anger is unhealthy, or so they say. I disagree, as I hold onto it, and I haven't died yet. god damn fucking pissed off grrrrr
hatred fills me, deeply and full, like the ocean. well perhaps not hatred, anger is better. i already can tell the next cycle of things is not going to be fun. i have been there before, and it sucked then, it will probably not be any better this time around either.
yes, be more positive, they tell me. your biggest issue is your negativity, they say. well, when i have something going my way, and then it all fucking falls apart, and it happens every single damn time, what the hell do you people expect? it falls apart whether i do anything or not. i need out. think i'll go cool off outside or something, i don't frickin' know.