Rage

I had a little spazz out moment last night. An ex came by my house and was talking alot of mess that didn't make any fucking sense to an intelligent human.
Ok, I'm lying. It wasn't a little spazz out moment, it was more like friendly rage. Again, I'm off my meds, so there is no telling what part of the field I'm playing on at any given moment. However...I didn't put my fist in his mutha fuckin' eye, so, that has to count for something, right?
One day, I'll have to give you the highlights...when I'm not thinking of 2 million other things.