Although they are very minor stuff that happens every single freaking day, but they collate into something much worse together to me. I'm someone who observes very keenly towards human interactions. Although I can't 100% know what is it that certain body and facial reactions mean, but I am able to detect majority of it. So I know to stop disturbing when I see signs of irritation on faces. And the other thing is I made 100% sure to not to anything that I hate being done to me. Simply because of this saying: Don't do unto others what you don't want other to do unto you. 

It's not about thinking in others' shoes or whatever bullshit. But it's honestly just about myself. Because it's really fucking irritating to deal with a bitch who does something that gets on your nerve every single fucking day for 3 fucking years. I've honestly, never ever dealt with someone like that in my entire life. How is it even possible someone like her exists in this world and I just have to meet her in my life? Asking stupid questions every single day, doing unreasonable actions every single day and doing unforgivable actions every once in a short while. 

I'm not some absolute encyclopedia nor am I some absolute answer sheet. Even if I am, what's the point of asking me when you obviously don't trust me? For the sake of pissing me off? If I want to eat, I will eat. You don't need to put food in front of me and try to force it in my mouth when I don't fucking want to eat it. And I don't get why you have to do something that ridiculous this morning. Like what the fuck? Do I look like some dog or pet to you? I fucking hate it the most when someone touches my face, and especially my forehead. Only my mom or people close to me can touch it. What fucking rights do you think a bitch like you have, to even rub my forehead for fucking fun? 

In the first place, you don't mess with people's faces for fun, you get it bitch? And the next thing. You were the one who asked me if I want to go to hilltop and read or slack. So we went. I grabbed a book to read. So I don't get it why you have to say that I keep reading to Miza. Like DUH, I wanted to read. So I read. What's your fucking problem with that? Do I have to entertain your stupidness? I'd very much prefer to read in peace than to even look at you. Because just looking at you pisses me off already. 

Then you said I hate you. Yeah, obviously I do. Like you don't fucking say bitch. I think it's miracle enough that I haven't shouted in your face yet. You have no fucking idea how much tolerance you have trained out of me. Thank you for that, but I'm honestly running out of tolerance already. 

You better pray hard that you don't piss me off again like you did today. Because the first thing I'd do is to shout fuck you in your face. And you better hope that my hand reflexes are slow. Because I'm afraid my hand will move faster than my mouth does.