ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anger = Happiness Dear Diary, I'm sick. I have some demented and strange obsession with being angry. It makes me feel powerful. Like, I've got this disguise that can hide all the weakness in me and let me be whoever it is that I choose to be. I like the hazy feeling that makes you feel calloused and you lose all the compassion you have and you just keep hating and hating because you have that angry boil in your blood that thickens and pounds into your brain and clouds your thoughts. Being angry can be exhilerating. It doesn't feel like me and it makes me happy. Almost. The closest thing I can get to being happy is to be angry. It makes me happy that I don't have to feel the way I do everyday. I don't always have to get so confused about life and the purpose of it. Because I get so damn tired of wondering what its like to live normally. And then when I go insane with anger, hate flows through my veins and then I don't care about life. I'm *almost* happy that way. Because then I don't have to keep on thinking these awful thoughts. Anger equals happiness. Who would've thought? With care, 10:33 p.m. - 2002-05-20 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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