These few days, I just can't control myself.
Unkind words spew out like they don't belong in my system. Like they need to find an escape route to get out of my body. And they're coming out through my mouth.
I need to stop it. I always (finee...nearly always) feel horrible after I say it. But these few days, the simplest things get me really agitated. And when I get agitated, they just naturally appear, and without a single thought, they just fly out and attack. Like a vicious virus going airborne.
I need to get a grip. And start being less foul-mouthed.
And I need you to help me clear my confusion. No, not you. Yes, you.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Unkind words diarrhoea.
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