Insanely mad

If there are people needing anger management therapy, i think i know exactly how they feel. As i'm writing this i feel insanely mad, to the extend that all i can think of is to slice him to bite size bits. Well at least that was what i feel a few hours ago, but of course i took the easier way to vent my anger by going out and have fun. However since the feeling is still raw i figure i might as well write about it.

As trivial as it is, i cannot help to wonder why i take that kind of shit? I mean like, yes okay i admit my feeling for him still exist, even though with the time and the number of shit happening it's diminishing, but to let him trample me. My god!! Fine most likely he doesn't even realise it, and judging from his action i don't think he still have any feelings even remotely. So why? Why in God's name i still bother???

If this is what happen when you love someone, oh please please let me be alone and cynical. And i'll be the mean old spinster everyone hates.