Laying on my couch w nothing to do leaves room for thought.
I'm lacking self restraint in a way.
I know I'm not suppose to do something and yet, I feel so compelled to do it.
I need to find a more positive outlet for my mind.
A better way to breathe.
An easier way to take this burning sensation from my chest and dispose of it
[properly].
I don't know if it's anger or anxiety…
all I know is that it's there.
Lurking.
Taunting.
My heart is racing and all I can think about is making someone hurt..
[A few special people]
And the satisfaction of their suffering will complete me.
[So I need it]
I want to feel complete.
Laying on my couch lost in thought.. Seeking an outlet for pent up anger driven hate.
*drops mic*
Dear Realization,
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*In-fat-u-a-tion* (ĭ-fāch'ōō-ā'shən);
1. To inspire or possess with a foolish or unreasoning passion, as of love
2. A foolish, unreasoning, or extravagant pa...




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