Why am I so stuck in the past. It seems as if I drag everyone else into this too.
Whatever.
Sometimes I'm tempted to just... scream. To just tell everyone. Every. Single. Person.
To back the fuck up. To get the hell away from me, or I will tear you apart.
Some people? They do stupid things. You notice a guy fucking struggling and what thought runs through your head. Kick the fucker when he's down? How irrational and simply put, retarded can you get. Does your brain function? Do you understand how unnecessary the things you do are? How badly you form yourself to be an idiot in so many eyes?
Other people. They say stupid things. They bicker. They argue. I'm one of them. So I guess I have no place to talk. Well then again, I'm one of these crazy motherfuckers that I'm always bitching about, aren't I.
I'm tired of even attempting self restraint. Honestly, my will has evaporated. I want to just take off these chains, and let all hell break loose.
I want to scream at the world. Just say two words: Fuck you.
Dance with the motherfucking devil.
