There's laughter where I used to see your tears. It's all done with mirrors, have no fears.

Jun 18, 2005 14:41

I've figured out what I was angry at. It's just life's ability to kick me in the teeth when things seem like they're running smoothly. Upon realising this, I've calmed down a lot. Last night set me straight somewhat, because I helped out at a gig my friend's band had organised. I had a good time, decided to forget my worries, and get rather drunk. I spent ages telling myself "Everything won't be this happy for long, whats going happen when you sober up?"

Strange enough, this morning, I didn't feel bad again like I thought I would. It's fair to argue that this might be a mood swing or something, but it doesn't seem like it. I've only got one problem, and that's the fact my mother is alive.
Times like these, I don't need her arguing with my step-dad, and then taking out all her anger on me over the most trivial things. As far as I care, she can die in the most excruitiating, undignified, and prolonged manner possible.
I tell you. From my the bottom of my heart, I fucking hate you more than any person alive when you act like this. Hurry, mother. Commit suicide, and do us all a favour. If you don't pull the trigger on yourself, I will one of these days.
Doesn't she realise how it makes me being on the receiving end of a backlash from somebody else's mistakes? I am not an emotional punchbag.
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