i'm feeling very fucked up at the moment.
a kind of overwhelmingly irrational sense of fucked-up-ness.
a sense of.. wanting to do some serious damage to something physical.
then i throw my anger inwardly and my over-imaginative mind takes over.
crowded with endless babble of inner dialogue and unreaslitic scene re-enactment
all in the mind, living out fully the anger and imagine myself thrashing things out.
a method or rather, a way I've always used to cope with anger since childhood.
on the surface it's just a unfanthomable darkened face.
then others wonder wads in the mind.
well, it's a entire actioned pack storybook that cannot be put into words.
i wanna..break a chair or something.
although i think it'll be my hand that's broken in the end.
bah.