I’M F###### ANGRY ALL THE TIME. AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY HALF THE TIME. I WAKE UP ANGRY. I BREATHE ANGRY. EVERYTHING SETS ME OFF. SOMEONE BREATHES TOO LOUD, I WANNA SCREAM. I DROP MY PHONE, I WANNA SMASH IT. PEOPLE TALK TO ME AND I WANNA TELL THEM TO SHUT THE F### UP. AND I’M TIRED. I’M SO G###### TIRED OF FEELING LIKE THIS.

EVERYTHING P##### ME OFF. I’M MAD AT THE WORLD. I’M MAD AT MYSELF. I’M MAD THAT I HAVE TO PRETEND I’M NOT MAD JUST TO FUNCTION. AND PEOPLE SAY “JUST RELAX” OR “GO TOUCH GRASS.” OH YEAH? HOW ABOUT YOU TOUCH A F###### BRICK. RELAXING DOESN’T FIX WHATEVER THIS IS. I’M NOT JUST “STRESSED” — I’M FULL OF FIRE AND I CAN’T PUT IT OUT.

IT’S LIKE THE WORLD WANTS TO PUSH ME TILL I SNAP AND THEN ACT SHOCKED WHEN I DO. WELL GUESS WHAT. I’M F###### CLOSE. SO UNLESS YOU GOT A SOLUTION OR A D### HELMET, GET OUT OF MY WAY.