Just gonna list all the wrongs not the small **** not misspelled words or dangling participles or mixed metaphors or two used when it's too much to bear, hate it, but can live with them. So I begin, as if I have a right to, like anyone cares or will ever listen, to list in a minute, next stanza, paragraph, whatever, maybe
Oh dont gag. ******* you can't listen to a rant.
Hate silence, that ghost in a room cloud of doom kind of dark hovering.
Geez, I **** on myself trying to explain before I've even said anything.
I shouldn't need to explain. Perhaps I need to grow a pair believe its my ******* right to complain once. Twice.
I'm a bit analytical though in seeking approval. My bad, I know. Gotta work on that. Anyways, here goes.
I hate rainy days!

Don't hate me....