The Mother of all Rants

I want angry music. I want to yell and scream and generally get angry with everybody around me. I want to chuck a MASSIVE tanty and roll around on the floor screaming and crying and make a complete fucking arse of myself. And I want people to point at me and say "Oh my god I think she's gone insane" and I'll say YES - I HAVE GONE FUCKING INSANE AND I NEED TO BE LOCKED UP IN THE LOONY BIN FOR THE REST OF MY PATHETIC LIFE. I want to punch my hand through my computer screen. I want to punch somebody in the head so hard that their eyeballs explode with the force of my punch. I want to kick someone in the head so their nose breaks and they'll no longer be able to smell anything. I want to laugh in the face of sadness and pity and never give anything ever again. I want to be a completely selfish person, and never ever think that anybody deserves my attention. I want to believe that I deserve more than I have. I want to kill everyone who has ever made me feel like crap. And last, but certainly not least, I want to rip the balls off every man that ever walked, put them in a soup, and eat them.