sicpowered

I've had the kind of frustrating day that murder is made of. i couldn't even have a beer with a buddy without people not just pissing me off, but going out of their way to get in my shit. And trying, against my desire to stay unincarcerated, to get their asses handed to them on a stick. as much as sympathy, and kind words, and general love is appreciated, right now, all i want is blood. i have the kind of rage built in me that sometimes can only be satiated with breaking things. tonight i bottle that up and let it simmer. for when it's truly needed.

inasmuchas a little emote can be.