Life is such an oddity. We have such a spectrum of emotions each and everyday. Happy, sad, angry, annoyed, I could in forever. But why... do some of us... not have a handle on these emotions. I have almost no control on mine, they run my fucking life. I’m torn between what I think and what I feel, and the feelings normally win. Some days I’m ecstatic to simply exist, others I want to run a knife along my wrist, stick the razor into an outlet, put the drill against my skull. Or my favorite, drift into traffic. One turn of the wheel and it can all be over. No more stress, troubles or worry. But so much for those left. My friends, my