Feelings...Whoa...Whoa... Whoa...Whoa...Feelings

Okay...
I need to say something. I have been trying to put on the good face. I have been trying to be a good sport. I have been going through the motions. I just have to finally admit it...I am in a bad mood. It is not that I feel like I can't be in a bad mood for everyone else's sake. I just really don't like to feel this way. I have been denying it...trying to look on the brightside...trying to sugar coat things...make the best of it...all that good girl, happy as a clam crap! Fuck it - it's out now! I am Grumpy as fuck! There!

It is as if the facets of myself that don't often get stage time are revolting. Grouchy, Angry, Psycho Bitch from Hell is pretty pissed and is itching to make a grand rentrance. All are parts of the whole. To ignore them is to create an imabalance. Besides, the more I try to outrun these feelings, the more they chase me down. Sometimes if you just turn around and shine a light on it, it disappears. So this is my attempt...at an exorcism of sorts...or a merging of the fragments.

So if Grouchy, Angry, Psyho Bitch from Hell takes over, just what will it take for her to want to be a part of the group again? Hmmmm.

Maybe somma 'dis

Somma 'dis

Somma dat

and a good...

Of course the latter is likely not to happen unless me knight be brave...VERY BRAVE and bold as the Grouchy, Angry, Psycho Bitch From Hell is well...SCARY! He must be able to withstand her firey gaze, her cold as death touch, her harpy cries and whines...all for the greater good I say.

Tune in next time when Sad Bunny takes the stage for a great performance piece...

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http://www.darwinawards.com/
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