Is it just me or does everyone, or almost everyone have the urge just to take something precious, fragile, and exspensive, And just smash it into itty bitty pieces. Just to release a great amount of pressure building up within. But, heck I'd love to go through a house with a sludge hammer and break every inanimate object that is in my path.
Destruction can be so fufilling at times, as long as no one is hurt.
I swear one of the best times in my life was taking down my dad's fence with a sledge hammer, it just felt good. I'm not some fucked up loon who wrecks everything he sees. But sometimes I feel like breaking things, ussually I just let the feeling pass though. Just to release a great amount of pressure building up within. But, heck I'd love to go through a house with a sludge hammer and break every inanimate object that is in my path.