dear sometimes it might be best to think diary,
every once in awhile i catch myself thinking, 'man, wouldn't it be nice if i could just go up and clock her as opposed to looking at her funny?' but then i make myself repent accordingly because, really, there is no reason to breed hostility any longer. i have my one anger focus now (cuntface) and that keeps me pacified in all respects. i cant even remember the last time i ever felt this strongly for anything- except salmon- and that is some shit i couldn't even swallow when my mom made it for dinner. i couldn't do it. ain't no way. i don't know when i got over the hatred i feel towards that shit- but then honestly, i cant remember the last time anyone tried to force me to eat the nasty shit. i ain't a violent person, but i think about swingin my arms around. i think everyone does. whether they admit it or they don't- that's on them. i know better than to lie to myself- i address my inner thoughts and deal with my needs and swing when necessary.
every once in awhile i catch myself thinking, 'man, wouldn't it be nice if i could just go up and clock her as opposed to looking at her funny?' but then i make myself repent accordingly because, really, there is no reason to breed hostility any longer. i have my one anger focus now (cuntface) and that keeps me pacified in all respects. i cant even remember the last time i ever felt this strongly for anything- except salmon- and that is some shit i couldn't even swallow when my mom made it for dinner. i couldn't do it. ain't no way. i don't know when i got over the hatred i feel towards that shit- but then honestly, i cant remember the last time anyone tried to force me to eat the nasty shit. i ain't a violent person, but i think about swingin my arms around. i think everyone does. whether they admit it or they don't- that's on them. i know better than to lie to myself- i address my inner thoughts and deal with my needs and swing when necessary.
