I like to rock, I like the power and the anger, the fists flying high in the air. The smell of sweat, the tinge of blood, the power cords ripping through my bones... But I am not an angry girl, more apt to cry than to yell. More likely to internalize than to rebel. More passive aggressive than outright angry. Well, sans that one time in college, I think that was my last skirmish... Disaster really, drunk bitches should not congregate in masses. Taunting, "I got your man, I got your man!" I ignored her as long as I could, but the inner cholla couldn't tune it out forever, and a quick whip of the ponytail, and a few swift kicks to the face landed me in jail (just for one night, no biggie....) and a $7,000 fine. Well I learned my lesson and have maintained the mellow ever since. That, and I don't drink Cisco anymore (yeah, yeah I know, extreme getto) Driving about town last night, Balls to the Wall by Accept streaming through my satellite radio, I notice
d my foot growing heavy, the car accelerating and my mood becoming increasingly triumphant. When It is Soo Easy by Guns and Roses, and then Hair of the Dog by Nazareth followed I had become full on angry.. I laughed to myself as I morphed into Juliette Lewis kicking some ass in Natural Born Killers... awww, everyone needs a little release.... Anyone who knows me, knows that I am all smiles and little in prompt to dances.. I kinda twirl about like a little girl in her first tutu, having fun, life is for living, not moping about. I am wicked patient and try my best to keep my cool. I get little grimaces here and there and sometimes even want to scream if even just for the release.... but I can't listen to Metallica when I drive, I might hurt a bitch.....
I like to rock, I like the power and the anger, the fists flying high in the air. The smell of sweat, the tinge of blood, the power cords ripping through my bones... But I am not an angry girl, more apt to cry than to yell. More likely to internalize than to rebel. More passive aggressive than outright angry. Well, sans that one time in college, I think that was my last skirmish... Disaster really, drunk bitches should not congregate in masses. Taunting, "I got your man, I got your man!" I ignored her as long as I could, but the inner cholla couldn't tune it out forever, and a quick whip of the ponytail, and a few swift kicks to the face landed me in jail (just for one night, no biggie....) and a $7,000 fine. Well I learned my lesson and have maintained the mellow ever since. That, and I don't drink Cisco anymore (yeah, yeah I know, extreme getto) Driving about town last night, Balls to the Wall by Accept streaming through my satellite radio, I notice
d my foot growing heavy, the car accelerating and my mood becoming increasingly triumphant. When It is Soo Easy by Guns and Roses, and then Hair of the Dog by Nazareth followed I had become full on angry.. I laughed to myself as I morphed into Juliette Lewis kicking some ass in Natural Born Killers... awww, everyone needs a little release.... Anyone who knows me, knows that I am all smiles and little in prompt to dances.. I kinda twirl about like a little girl in her first tutu, having fun, life is for living, not moping about. I am wicked patient and try my best to keep my cool. I get little grimaces here and there and sometimes even want to scream if even just for the release.... but I can't listen to Metallica when I drive, I might hurt a bitch.....
8 comments:
ah, everyone has a lil' juliette in 'em!
love the anime girlies :)
Ditto! Everyone needs to heed the inner killer now and then, even in traffic...
Dead Prez and various other hardcore rap amps me up in similar fashion. But then I get too angry and need to chill before cussing someone out and/or finding a glock.
You should probably listen to Juliette (Lewis) and the Liks while you drive ;-) she really rocks!
I can understand that tho. I need music that drives me while I drive. Strange thing eh... but I guess you won't share my love to electro-rock-clash ;-)
I haven't been arrested buy YOU have??? Go figure.
Never arrested and haven't ever hit a girl.............
I love loud music in my car. That's where I vent it all.
Metallica makes me angry as well...but only because they suck now. Please tell me it's not anything after "And Justice For All".
I loved Accept. Did you know the midget that sang for them was gay? No shit. I'll bet that song was originally like "Balls In My Mouth".
You got ya!
Balls in my mouth, man!
Balls in my mouth!!
And the spandex rockin lads were all, "dude...what about us? we can't get laid by hot under age latino chicks like that!"
So they changed it.
Mika- loved the fiercness in that movie... Juliette was my hero...
Tumuli-huh??? who knew you had a lil thug in you???
Roentgen-mmmm, this is why I normally listen to poppy bullshit or disco in the car... more opt for a dance off then a beat down...
Creepy-well luckily charges were dropped and my lil night served more as a cool down and sober up type of thing...
Tenecious S- yikes, reading that Turn up the Radio by Autograph started playing on my internal soundtrack.... talk about cheese...
Skincarver- well either way I would still love that song... it has that fists in the air mentality... and heelllllll no I'm a Kill em all and Ride the Lightening girl.... My attitude is everything after Master's sucked ass!!!!
That's me while listening to Rob Zombie or Stone Temple Pilots / Velvet Revolver. Look out.
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