I feel myself bubbling up, like a pot boils. My frustration, rage, and hate seething and begging me to let it loose. I don't even have a reason, I just want to release my pent up rages and destroy something. My home life frustrates me to no end, my lack of work depresses me, and the state of my love life is a bit non-existent. What I wouldn't
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