Sometimes...

...you just hate yourself for no apparent reason? Maybe there is a reason to it but you're either oblivious to it or you know it but did nothing about it, which in return fueled your rage, then you start doing some things you shouldn't have done with yourself, like bashing your head against the wall, but regretted doing it later as a wave of pain comes crashing onto whichever part of your bodily anatomy you've tried, and possibly succeeded, to destroy. But then again rage can be a friend to those who choose to have it as one. I particularly admire those people who can channel their rage into energy..not starwars-like....but you know, those people who have high fighting spirit would've welcomed a bit of rage into their already full-to-the-brim bottle of emotions inside them. They'll explode sooner or later..and that's when you'll feel like hell itself had freezed over, cuz hell man, these people will just take their pent-up ball of emotions and let it go with full force like doing a bloody hadouken. If you're in the way, good luck, if you're not, pray you never meet them on that day. cheers.