filtration off

 Sometimes I think I just want to get stoned and rant the fuck out.

there are so many repressed moods and thoughts were I to start talking I'd be a social pariah. But isn't that true for everybody?

We all have some secret thoughts so vile and gutter filth chic that the automated filters in our minds keep them forever in check. Like they're just never allowed to come out.

For example, you'd never call someone's ugly child ugly. even though in your head it looks like a deformed potato. You'll always coo and call him beautiful. This is barely scratching the surface really because sometimes I wonder why doesn't a piano fall on a certain head from the sky or what fun it would be to watch a person you hold special dislike in your heart for getting run over by a bulldozer. Would those remains get plastered into the asphalt or would it just be a big mush that'll have to get scraped off? Either way, it would be something.

Other times you just want to tell a dear friend to shut up cuz they've been talking non-stop for the past half an hour and you're in no mood to even nod at the enactment of their dog looking cutely at a stranger. Like why a person feels the need to enact how their cat or dog nods at certain moments of time in their pet life is beyond me but the truth is I don't fucking care. I mean the dog is cute but you aren't. 

there are things I want to say which don't feel like keeping inside of me an ore at all.