As long as you keep that closed away in your Id, you're no different than the rest of us. There are people in this world that deserve violence against them, though I'd rarely condone giving it to them. Many of them deserve our sympathy though, sometimes they deserve our forgiveness, sometimes they really do just deserve a good ass kicking. Some deserve all three, but that doesn't matter.

     The bottom line is everyone gets angry, really angry, now and then. You're not some sick brute; you're no diseased criminal mind. You're normal.

     There is ugliness in this world in an uncountable number of varieties. Some out there have more ugliness in their lives than others. A lot more.

     I have been incredibly fortunate in my life, and yet I've somehow been at least as upset and depressed as everyone else. How stuck up is that? How much have I taken for granted?

     Tonight I talked to my mother. I'm coming up a little short this month money wise. My parents don't exactly have money to be throwing around everywhere. For as long as I can remember, I've resented that. Living in a yuppie town, I was the lower middle class kid feeling like a pauper amongst kings. That's because I am spoiled, spoiled. Are you spoiled too? Come on, are you?

     Never once have I been without clothes. Never once. They weren't always the most fashionable of threads; at times they weren't the best fitting, but they were clothes. They kept the rain off. Never once have I been without food. Never. There hasn't always been a ready supply of Mountain Dew at my disposal, but