December 3, 2018
Anger. A mind tainted by the unforgiving murk of pure fury. Hands shake in anticipation of punching something. A short temper leads to heated words. Banging my head against a wall in frustration, attempting to release my outrage - perhaps it will flow with my blood? Something needs to break. If I were any more intoxicated with this violent urge, I'm sure somebody would be seriously injured or killed (myself included). Days like these - fueled by the intense urge cause a substantial amount of destruction - are quite frequent; I'm awaiting a day where someone gets on my nerves on one of them and I just snap.
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Burning Out
RandomThis book will be a vent book. I will probably write it as a story because the creativity helps to get things.. out..
