The fact that you came into my store today wasn't what bothered me. It wasn't even that I had to lay eyes on your sorry face. It was the fact that after the war you waged between myself and the others was started BY YOU. Was won BY YOU. I was left standing in the dust with nothing to show for. You wanted me to see how unwanted I was in all of their lives and you did JUST that. Just that. I had never felt more unwanted in my life. Not prior and not hence.
The thing that bothered me about today was that after all the shit you pulled, all the harsh things you said to me... You had to nerve to smile at me. And what's more, you had the sheer audacity to WAVE at me. Like we're pals, like you didn't single handedly make sure I was so beaten down and broken that I wouldn't have the strength to retort. I didn't even want to smile at you. LET ALONE wave. You're so fake. You can keep your god damn house hold harmony and shove that shit right back up your ass where it belongs.
""Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds."
Small minded? Absolutely.
