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i have wet anger- the kind which eldest daughters of the family have. i want to scream my heart out till the agony in my head stops being a loud buzz. however the only thing my anger does well is shred tears- humiliating tears and a cracking voice that makes me feel vulnerable, makes me feel weak and the voices in my head go louder asking me to SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SCREAM SCREAM SO LOUD YOU GO DEAF
All these beautiful trans women. I wanna be them! I wanna be beautiful but it's too expensive! Imma bout to pull a luigi is this shit doesnt start fixing!
Crying in the bathroom at work type of day
So um thanks for murdering my soul again with reposting that drabble, but GOSH the thought of it taking months for them to make up nearly killed me twice. Darn you and your great writing, darn you!!
Hahah oh my gosh I'm so sorry!
To be fair tho, you reminded me ;P
Do they ever make up in that wet anger vs dry anger story?
Well, I's like to think Alya and Nino end up spending a life time together, so, yeah x)
I'd say they make up at some point
When your sister throws a hissy fit after you tell her you're gonna be over a bit later than planned because you wanted to finish your coffee, shower, and start laundry. All because "you always cancel or move shit around" owo I'm showered and laundrys started it is LITERALLY 23 minutes after I said I'd be over. Guess what bitch you threw a hissy fit so my hermit ass is staying home!!!
Yes!
You've heard of wet anger vs dry anger, right? Well last time it was dry anger. I was so pissed off and ended up kind of glad it happened. It made me better.
But this time, it's wet. You apologize once then act like you did no wrong. You hurt me. You broke my heart 100 times over, and I still came back to you. You walk back into my life expecting no consequence, and when it finally came, your precious little pride couldn't handle it.
Well fuck you. If you're not man enough to accept, to KNOW, what was coming, you're no man. Good riddance, and if I ever see your face again, good luck.
