If I closed my eyes tight and held my breath long enough, would it be enough for me to disappear? Could I orb out of this place and transport myself to another world where I would never have to speak to you again, or feel guilty for the fact that I dislike myself for feeling this way? Your blatant disregard for those around you tires me so much so that I just want to drag myself into bed and forget about you while the world keeps on spinning around me. But instead I find myself wide-eyed and wondering just how you get away with it...the total lack of self-awareness, the ability to transpose your faults and all blame onto others. I feel as though I am beginning to rue the day I met you and mourn all the time I spent with you, so much so that with every unintentional bad thought my rage throbs and grows that little bit more, and I imagine myself getting so inflated with evil air that I explode into smithereens.

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