another bout of anger and hatred
Not too many things will be needed to finally blow me up at this very moment. My anger is even starting to scare me pretty bad. My entire body is going stiff just so the fragile (normally, they are not fragile. They only become so due to my Herculean violence.) things surrounding me could still manage to find themselves whole once we get back to our real house. Damn it! My anger is starting to make me cry. I want to kill someone. I want to kill myself!
I can find no reason at all for this unmatched anger and hatred I feel. It would bring me at least some comfort just knowing for whom or for what exactly do I have these emotions for. And yet, unluckily, I am no more knowledgeable in these terms. I keep thinking about it, and the more I do, the angrier I get. What the hell is wrong with me?
I feel so unloved and alone. It has been so long since someone has hugged me… I guess I need a hug badly right now.