I still don't know why I'm so angry. Maybe the crazy is getting to me. I can feel the sadness in the pit of my stomach. I don't know what's going on. It's making me more infuriated. I don't know. I don't know why I don't know. I don't fucking know!
I put my head in my hands. Sometimes I get head aches when I think to much. I feel bad though, my headaches aren't as bad as Jeets. I wish I could help him bit there's nothing I can do. I rub my face with my hands and I get up and go my room.
I want to fucking punch something and I don't know why. Why the fuck am I so angry?! I clench my fists in anger. How am I supposed to deal with this? How am I supposed to help myself? I don't even know what's wrong with me.
I lay on my bed and hold in the anger. I keep thinking about Scrotuses god forsaken face and I'm not sure why. Maybe I'm forgetting something. Maybe I blocked a memory. I don't know but it's pissing me the fuck off.
I need to fight. I need to let it out. I need to do something! Instead I just lay there drowning in my thoughts. I lay there drowning in anger. I begin to fall asleep. Finally, getting some good rest.
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