There’s such a word called ‘subtlety’.Ugh…thinking of my sister makes me…annoyed!Is she deaf?I’m 95% sure that the wannabe is.I mean, you have had to stay over to know the situation with her cock-eared-ness.
Seriously!Does she have no ears?!Doesn’t she know that there will be fines for returning books late?!Does she even have a brain?!Ugh…
She, in the bathroom, told me-her elder sister-bluntly that she won’t be going.The boldfaced, italic and underlined words are why I’m so ready to murder her in cold blood.
Kami-sama…in the bathroom, bluntly speaking to her elder!As I’ve said, there is a word called ‘subtlety’.
People who know me would call me a hypocrite.Whatever, it’s not like I’m good at making small talk-much less starting conversations.
I even have to deal with my brother.Such a suck-up…Like I care even if he were to tattletale to mummy dearest.
No chocolate?Banning me from devouring caffeinated(albeit less than a coke), healthy(contains antioxidants) Theobroma(food of the Gods) cacao?!How malicious is that?!
I never knew people, especially (forcefully)appointed leaders ca be so improvisional.I’m not kidding.The afore-mentioned 'leader’ (forced, of course)must either not have heard of ‘planning’ or ‘meditated’; Or is just a genius in disguise.Meaning of the latter: ‘Whoa!’ sudden brain flash/light bulb lights up.
God…
Lastly, depressingly…was my own paranoid-ness.Paranoid, mental me…*swirling on the floor; dancing*.I have to stop convincing myself I’m crazy.No kidding.
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