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i'm pissed. i'm fucking pissed. all the shit i've been through and i've had to endure, i've endured it. then there comes those moments. the "little things". they push me right over he edge into the fiery depths of hell. i feel the heat of my anger. my blood boils for what i deserve. i want to burn them all to the ground. ashes to ashes. and then start again. like a phoenix. i feel my heart beat faster and faster and i desire so desperately to pour it out and rage. i want to destroy in a frenzy. a madman fighting an army knowing in his cold, unbeating heart that he will emerge victorious. knowing his will and rage will decide his fate for him. his enemies will ehar his roars and be frozen in fear and a midst battle his laughter as he enjoys the massacre. but eventually it dies down ever so slowly. that rage only lasts for so long till it dies down and your heart starts to beat at it's normal pace once more.

the rage is now bottled up and it is contained. the anger i once felt is dissipating but the memmory of that rage is replaced by a feeling of reality. what's happened has already happened and a sense of acceptance that the past cannot be changed. your heart beats rhythmically to it's normal pace and you areonce again left with a blank slate. what will i experience next? melancholy? fear? happiness? or simply absolutely nothing? would it be curse to feel nothing? or would it be a blessing?

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I'm so proud of this community

Black and White painting  by Bob Ross

National Anthem (demo). 

if homeboy’s coming thru with these it’s quiet 

if he comes thru in like these homeboy is gonna like.. get it

Max: I’m a good person.

Chloe: You just said you thought about shoving a person because they were walking too slow.

Max: But I didn’t do it! And for that I am basically a saint!

Czech surnames are extra.

Rachel: Do not stand at my grave and cry

Rachel: I am not there

Rachel: I do not vibe

one of my favorite kinda ridiculous rituals in ancient greece was the buphonia, a special athenian sacrifice during which an ox at work is slaughtered, which is technically considered an act of murder. now that wouldn’t be all that exciting in and of itself except that the knife used to slaughter the ox is then put on trial for murder, found guilty, and then gets thrown in the fucking sea