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i just realized i miss making posts in livejournal. i reread the ones from when i drank one time in my life and it makes a lot of not sense but it also makes a lot of sense-sense. i've been full of anger lately and looking for fights. i don't really want to fight random people. its like ed gein killing people that resembled his mother. i know who i want to hurt, i just need to look. he'll get his, i promise. i know its over but i have dreams about beating the shit out of him at least once a week. i know they won't stop until i actually do it. theres just some shit you don't mess with, theres buttons you don't push and this fuck had his fingers all over them. i don't like violence, i dont' like seeing people get hurt but this i need to do. its not a matter of pride. its a matter of shutting a brotherfucker up. and yeah brotherfucker deserves to be in that sentence. i've never wanted to do something this much. i'm about to drop some fucking british teeth on your ass. good luck with the dentist bill.