You won't believe the number of times I counted to 100 today, the number of times I had to breathe in and out just to make sure I wouldn't explode, the number of times I clinched my fist only to remind myself that "No, this is not worth getting angry over".
Well, I always was quite an angry teen.
But this isn't the first time I found your logic rather erm, illogical. What is the point of informing someone else on transport matters when I've already made plans with you? What is the point of only deciding to go for lunch at the designated time that you knew I specifically needed to be picked up? What is the point of defending yourself when you knew clearly that you're in the wrong?
All you needed to do was apologize.
To think just this morning I was regretting ever being snappy and sarcastic to you when I knew you did (almost) nothing to deserve such treatment.
Well today, you definitely earned it.
Watch me as I stab a pen through your photograph.
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