my-ruin's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- violent anguish I am truely fucked up. I didn't know how voilent i am, up until this morning. I'm not gonna say what i did, but just understand someone could have called the cops on me. I dont know where this streak came from. I know i'm aggressive sometimes. well, playfully aggressive. but i never thought i'd actually hit (or in this case kick) someone out of pure aggrivation. Well I wouldn't say i was aggrivated. I'd say i was fuckin pissed. Everything happened in the span of 10 seconds. It was a reaction. A reflex of sorts. Hopefully not the usual sort, or i'll have to get help. Maybe i just did it because someone i'm susposed to love and admire made me feel like i was about an inch tall. If i didnt kick, my hand would have went out of control and there would have been a lil fist to face meeting. enough about my psychoticness. i had to work the late shift at my job tonight. between billy and angelo i had lots of fun. i had no ride home (because of the incident mentioned up there) so angelo was kind enough to drive me. so now here i am. reliving the events of today. the good the bad. feeling the emotions that go along with them. thinking. 1:09 am - 04.08.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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