Destructivity

I'm in a destructive mood at the moment. But then so is Pete I reckon, he seems intent on wrecking my head. Talking is all very well, but it's not a patch on good old fashioned being really pissed off at someone and wanting to smack them really hard right between the eyes.
To be honest I don't know what's going on, or what I'm thinking or what I'm feeling. Half of me wants to just fuck it all off and go and find a woman to shag, the other half says no, it'll be ok.
If he leaves it much longer I'll go mad. Or just walk away. Or maybe both.