
When one's sick of their lives.
When one's tired of their relentless existence.
When one's twisted by the forces beyond their control.
Life stinks.
They become angry.
They want to seek an outlet.
They need help.
H-E-L-P
Q... Anger Management

Life stinks.

Next moment you're a fake A** biatch.
Get LOST.

The next Half a Month is Holidays for me.
It's just a suxy feeling not being ble to chill anyway.

This period in my life right now Messed up.
My nerves are frayed and my heart is weakened.
I find myself pacing and racing.