Another day of anger. I've calmed down. But I still hate games, I've never been one to play them every day. Sure sometimes I'll sit down and play a game for a few hours, mostly always one, but they don't seem to help me in any way. They all aid my anger by making me angry. I hate video games. The crap I deal with everyday. It never really dies down, it always seems to be just beneath the boiling point, and wheneverI play a game it goes over that point. Some games let me take out my anger, but they have now started to aid in me being angry. They used to help me when I needed to let out some steam, but now I don't have anything to let it out. Like I said earlier. All I do is write, never anything else. And writing doesn't help me anymore, it used too, but now it doesn't have that effect anymore. So now I just hold it in. Never letting it out. I've given up on trying to let it out. Now it just stays inside, never getting a good moment to deal with it. I just so badly want to talk to some one face-to-face.
*Sigh*
I guess I should let you be on your way.
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The Life of Me pt.1
Non-FictionThis is my life, and the pain that comes with it. My story, and the loneliness that rides on it. This is the other side of StolenGiant, and there isn't a way back from it. So if you want to hear on how sucky my life is, read it. I honestly don't car...
