lars and the real girl is amazing

Vehement, boiling, burning like the sun's molten surface, my anger rages past logic and sensibility. Your ridiculous laws and dictatorial viewpoints send me into raging storms that cloud my mind and transforms my calm facade into turbulent waves. Dark like the pit of the sea, the slime of thoughts crawl into my head and stab at my heart, hardening it into a cold dead object. I hate hating, and I hate having my emotions control me.


And also, we aren't allowed to use phones in our car anymore. HANDFREE :) Time for a bluetooth.