I dunno

I wanna ramble. But i'm not sure what to ramble about. I feel so downish but i'm not sure why.

Maybe it's because I wanna live instead of being in a shithole. Shithole being school and parents house, I feel like a idiot kid, when i'm more responsible than your average 20 year old. Smarter and wittier than many people yet i'm still sitting here with my stupid single double deck bed in my dads house, surviving of pocket money.

I also feel anrgy about that. Oh I have too much anger to spend on the cupboard, the top hinge has broken off from me beating the crap out of the door with fists, head and generally running into it.

What the fuck else am I anrgy about? jesus.. i feel like killing the next random I see, just out of this thriving passion of anger. Anger so cold and vengeful, yet I feel so calm.. I don't have reason to be like this but I am anyways. Fucks sake.

btwm sorry for swearing at you the other day Amy, you didn't deserve it.