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March 16, 2006
Menace
Gods damn it!
I fucking hate when I get like this. So much anger so much contempt for every little thing.
I don't care if you're human, animal, living or non-living, I just want you to hurt and by my hand.
It seems like that's all that will make this feeling stop when it comes, and I know that it will only subside until I stop hurting you.
Fuck you! I don't care who the FUCK you are I just want you to feel pain, I want to scream at the top of my lungs and let my furry out on you until I have nothing more left in me, until I sweat blood.
I can't stand this primal rage, I hate this Testosterone that courses through my veins, this hormone that makes me so violent, so selfish.
I am cruel, I am vicious, I am a menace, I am a Man. All I can do is give in to the rage and hope it runs its course more quickly. Hell have no mercy on the souls of men, for we are the least deserving of it.
So quoth Strange at 01:57 UTC
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Sealed with a curse as sharp as a knife; doomed is your soul and damned is your life!
Posted by: Lord John Whorfin at April 18, 2006 3:55 AM