Scream

No. The title is not talking about the horrendously stupid slash-flick.

I need to scream.

I need to punch something.

I need to vent, to pour everything out.

I need an outlet for my frustrations.

I need something in my life to deflate my rising anger before I pop.

Goddamnit. Graduation's too fucking faraway.

I need cash. Damnit.

Cash to do whatever the fuck I want.

Cash to get the fuck outta here.

Money. The root of all evils and the source of all my troubles.

Damn you.