foul mouthed
I curse a lot. My grandma got on my case once, and I've curtailed a little with the beginning of school.
Nevertheless, I realized just tonight why I curse.
It serves as a way for my bitter, angry inner self to break through the happy little portrayal of me I live for everyday. Don't get me wrong - I love my life and I am genuinely happy most of the time. But I'm not always happy, and I have plenty of issues (as we all have) that boil my blood, and I haven't anything to do with them to deal with them. So I curse, and every fuck you and shit piss fuck that sneaks through is my brains way of releasing just a little of that built up anger and bitterness so that I can keep being happy for everyone else.
I think that works just fine.
Nevertheless, I realized just tonight why I curse.
It serves as a way for my bitter, angry inner self to break through the happy little portrayal of me I live for everyday. Don't get me wrong - I love my life and I am genuinely happy most of the time. But I'm not always happy, and I have plenty of issues (as we all have) that boil my blood, and I haven't anything to do with them to deal with them. So I curse, and every fuck you and shit piss fuck that sneaks through is my brains way of releasing just a little of that built up anger and bitterness so that I can keep being happy for everyone else.
I think that works just fine.