Yesterday , i succumbed myself to my tantrum. I was heated to the extreme core that i felt like punching the wall in front of me. Wann
a break all 10 of my phalanges. But of course i didn't. I don't seek for any revenge to my body parts just to indulge my spoiled anger. The only thing that sponsored to my relief was my tongue. I conversed all sorts of obscene words that i could ever think off. lol. But , some of them doesn't make sense though and it doesn't lay on anydictionaries.
When spasm of wrath explodes, some people have their own ways to liquidate the fury. Some throw their handphones, some cut their wrist , some just cry and mostly, they go die. As for me, i will sob like a baby when i lost my grip to my tantrum. Nothing to lose except for those tears. To me, cutting your wrist or any other suicidal plans are for cowards. I don't seek to be labelled as a coward and attention seeker.The world is now full with labels. Other human beings easily blended their sentences with cynical adjectives to others. That fat b**ch. - - Big a**- - stupid**$@*Etc etc.
Well, i shouldn't be pointing my middle finger at them for being trained as hypocrites. If perfection is what they think they have, then we can just laugh at them. Don't squander your precious time for people like that. Just go ahead and send some mercy or probably a bigger mirror. =D
p/s - I am cutting off my tongue. LOL. not literally . I am trying to shrink my tantrum. Wish me luck!