first off it was an EPIC meltdown.. let's make that clear.
secondly i got a good 6.5 hrs, i'm not tired, and most importantly NONE of this has to do with the boy. he's actually the only thing making me feel better.
it's all shit out side of that. shit that goes on and on most of my life and worsens as i get older.
makes me wanna esplode. i never used to be jealous of anything or anybody and always thought jealousy was pretty much the worst emotion. now i just wanna take and take whatever i want. no man can go on forever without being a man, not without being reduced to a dog.