I’m that monster tonight.

Hate arguing with people. Hate delays and just not getting what I want done..

I really need to engage my brain before I speak at times. I just get so damn fucked off when it’s always ………..

I don’ even want to write.

The scary monster is a  flower and  is me.

I know for a fact I can’t get any enjoyment out of reading blogs or blogging in an irate  pissed off mood.

It”s Friday.  Wahey!  slight sarcasm. I hate this side to me.

Face down in the palm of my hands , giving my head  a shake…

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!

All the monster wants to do is cuss and curse and vilify.

Writing will serve no further purpose but to  feast the beast – all it screams is

“FEED ME SEYMOUR  DAISY , FEED ME” –  -( epic 80’s film.btw)

I think I would  manage my emotions better if I had a better sound track to go with it.

NO wait an entire musical cast!

 Going to lose myself in a book and may watch that Nina Simone doc on Netflix.

I’m pissed off, tired and

I’m sorry but the last thing I want to do is rant on and on and on . I want to say Goodnight Vienna and come back with  flower power in most likely more than an hour.

So for now -Good night – have an epic evening -see you on the other side of this mood of mine.

Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeergh!

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