I say Fark when I want to.

I knew keeping feelings bottled up inside would someday eat my insides. Just thought I could've handled it graciously.

But hell no.

I just feel like blurting out fucking fuck fuck hell anytime anywhere.

Problems keep coming at me left and right, just when I'm having the busiest time of my life. Okay. I either need a HUMAN punching bag or a really huge mountain I can climb so I can SCREAM my freaking lungs out!