December 2, 2007
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Fuel for my fire
Recently, I've been stuck between an endless cycle of sadness and fury. If I'm depressed, I'll head out to the gym and tear myself into pieces until the pain overpowers my senses. If I'm angered, I'll go to the gym and take out all of my worldly frustrations out on the iron. To simplify: I've been conditioning myself to become a berserker, one whom is able to ignore pain and push forward without consequence.
I have full knowledge of my recklessness, many times I've felt like I was going to seriously injure myself by pushing myself too hard. I've gone to the point in which I felt that my muscles were going to snap right off the tendons. I've gone to the point in which I felt that my body was going to overheat and collapse.
I want to feel alive once more.
Comments (10)
Damn! When I get mad, upset, or depressed these days I write. I'm such a wuss.
RYC: Same here, man.
matthew a chauvinist? lol
snowballs with rocks? thats one messed up kid.. do you remember who it was? i bet it was a C to the G
fill in the missing letters
was it eric armstrong? lol i hate that guy, i wonder how he turned out.. such a messed up kid
i feel like you right now. argh!
that's too bad.
ryc: that's too bad.
here's a mini.
How ironic! Don't kill yourself in the process of being alive. Take it easy, man!
Well... they ARE cousins after all. lol.
Hope the gym-torture works out better than my food-escapades!
red bull, and painkillers is all you need to become a beserker....... and a fit body, but i'm sure you have that.
fuck you bastard BBBro go entertain yourself! hahahahaha
you're the only one who noticed...
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