I remember this feeling- its quite the cosmic fucking tug. Rarely can things please me when I'm in this state. Most things make me furious.
How fucking dare you loudly munch that muffin in my ear BITCH! All you're doing is eating, reasonable. But I am not a reasonable lady on this day. Nor am I inclined to feel any shame for my possibly reprehensible behavior.
Hold your tongue WITCH....
or you may be called a B-B-B-BITCH!
But once again, no fucking secret here, thats my DESIRE.
It's an easier solution than pretending I have any faith in your left. Any faith that any of you could or would understand my hidden heart. So I spit on you instead.
What a balanced alternative.
You could never read any of my subtext,
But thats the big kicker.... this has really only been context.
And
you
still
don't
fucking get it
assholes.
-A
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