People.

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It's official. I hate people. not my friends.. just people. Everyone seems to make my good days bad and my bad days worse. (Again, not my friends.) Every other day ends up being one of those days where I'm just like,

"Ok.
Out of my face.
I get it, you're full of yourself.
Go away.
No, I don't want to give you my opinion.
I don't care.
JUST KINDLY STEP OUT OF THE MAGICAL PERSONAL SPACE BOX BEFORE I AVADA KADABARA YOU!!!"

I'm proud of myself now. I thought of the last one. Yerup... Meow.

Great.. Now I have another rant idea..

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