I am seriously flaring with hot emotions, mostly anger and loathing, especially towards judgemental pricks, of which there are soooooo many. Ironically, that makes me feel like a judgemental prick. Am I a prick if I care whether I am a prick or not? Do total douchebag pricks care if they are pricks? And why do I want so badly to be elbows deep in the blood and entrails of my many perceived enemies? I fucking hate entrail!!!!(blood’s ok though, so long as they get all their tests done before I kill them, but I digress) Grrrrrrr……. every spring comes spring fever. For those who know a tiny bit about folk medicine spring fever is not about falling in love. Spring fever is surging hot emotions that include passion and lust, and also rage and lust for violence. So I would like to sink my teeth into an artery somewhere, and it’s moments like this I could wish for an actual mortal enemy. Emphasis on ‘mortal’. ahhhhhhhhh…… catharsis. Stay tuned for more violent rants as the northern hemisphere slowly thaws.
GGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
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You are so channeling me this week.
🙂 yessssssssssss……… uuusssssssse your angerrrrrrrrrrr………
Judgemental pricks are basically saying that, for them, judgement is OK. I never have much problem rationalizing it for that reason. I mean, if the perception of an injustice results in punching up, odds are it’s not you being the douchebag. If you’re punching down, though, that’s different.
yeah. I never heard that term before(looked it up), but punching down is not my style. It does help to keep the punching up/punching down reference in mind tho. Every so often I catch myself scorning someone who can’t possibly have it any better than me.