I am perpetually torn between my inner rage and inability to articulate that rage. I’ve always been, I guess the word is “spunky,” enough to know that I should stand up for myself. You know, get it girl, Aries is a fire sign, werk bitch, all that. But I’ve always been bad at translating the urge to fight back into a coherent takedown of my enemies. Aka, I’m terrible at rap battles.
