Honestly, tonight was the kind of night that people only witness on evening dramas,mid-day soaps or terrible movies with mediocre actresses.It was the kind of night that most people would run away from.It was the kind of night that if you were a witness to,you'd stand with your mouth agape and text the first person in your contacts & dish the drama.It was the kind of night that if you experienced it everyday,you'd be heading to prison soon due to how much anger you've accumulated and started taking out on any and everyone.It was the kind of night that at the end of it all,you're either pussied out,crumpled in the fetal position in the middle of bed,sobbing and soaking your cheap sheets or out running the streets with a 40 oz. in one hand,a sack of coke in your bra and you're on you're way to get shit-faced and then fucked senseless because you just don't give a fuck anymore.It was the kind of night that after everything winds down you've realized that you're setting yourself up for failure by not exiting the premises.But you don't have a choice.It was the kind of the night that would slap some sense into you and your neighbors.It was the kind of night that if you lived in a decent neighborhood,cops would be lining up in your driveway and peering into your house.It was the kind of night that made me realize that I need to do more.I need to do more to get out of this mad house.I need to do more to get out of this town.Out of this state.Into a home of my own.Where I won't have to take my anger out on my defunct Blackberry.Or my house phone.Or my bed.Or my keyboard.I have realized that on nights like tonight,my mind is a lot more free and my words flow from my brain like water falls down Niagara Falls.I've never been more sure of anything in my life.
For a second tonight,I thought I hated my life.I said my life was over.But,that was just me being dramatic.I now realize that tonight was a definite sign that I need to grow up,get out and move the fuck on.
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