RAGE

Dude, I'm tripping. I'm so fucking angry.

I've started putting together the ideas for the music video Limoncello in my head. The thing that's so crazy about the video is that I will pretty much NAIL the feelings I felt, and still feel, when I divulge the song: insanity, heartbreak, rage, sadness, lonliness, and feeling on top of the world, all at the same time.

And the more I listen to it, the more those feelings are new to me. It just reminds me how I fucking felt when it ended. Knowing he got her back, that fucking piece of shit. That woman-hitting piece of shit. Fuck him. I actually thought to myself how I could kill him. The whole situation turned me into something fucked up.

I even remember the following nights man. Drinking the Limoncello by myself. Talking to fucking plastics mexicans on the wall. Just trying to pretend and fucking kid myself that I would be fine without Sarah.

It's just cause my life is so fucking pathetic. I tell people my only friends are a palm tree, flamingo, pineapple and shark, and like I'm not kidding. I can't keep any girl unless she's a recovering drug addict or a desperate piece of shit. I especially can't fucking touch the ones that can balance me out.

I wrote GOT NO MONEy after the situation with Sarah. I was on the verge of suicide. I just let the thing I wanted most in my life up to 2007 get away, and I knew it was for good. Except visions I had of us being together 20 years from now. It would be crazy if that actually came true.

And now I'm fucking pissed as fuck. I need more anger. I need more rage to be a real man. I've been working out like crazy lately, punching the living shit out of a homemade punching bag. Once I get rich I'm going to have a reality show where I'm looking for shallow ass bitches who want a rich man. Then I can laugh if any fucking woman tries telling me she likes me for me. There's nothing about me worth keeping.

So in the midst of the maelstrom, fuck him. Fuck that fucking piece of shit. I hope he fucking chokes. And I don't mean it personally. I mean it because he's the other man, and I have no fucking clue how she is, but because I'm a sick mother fucker, I'm an idiot, I'm fucking insane, I can't just get the fuck over her. I can't approach women, I'm scared to talk to them, so I hold on to this fucking bitch who wanted a piece of me because I always made her fucking horny, and she got it and peaced. Fuck. FUCKKKKK!