August 24, 2015
I check on my ammunition stash. Ah yes, this here, is what I should have told you on that day that I caught you smoking: You ungrateful liar, what kind of person lies under a heavy veil of kindness and sincerity just to get his way, who smiles while saying a lie? You impertinent, inconsiderate, black lying sack of ----. These words can hurt, I want to hurl these at you and cause insidious pain. You stand there with that smug face telling me another lie and my insides are twisting. Instead I keep them in and wait for better timing.