I feel drunken rage. At people and this bankrupt world. Burning anger at the absurdity of human relations, our fucked up egos, and willingness to chase a photoshopped dream.
Anger at my feelings and that noone else will never feel them.
Anger that we are weak and stupid and have no idea what the fuck is going on.
Anger that makes me want to crush a the next face that looks my way.

Anger that I am just another animal destined to die and be eaten by the same worms
that eat the stupid
and the dead.