Good Day

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It threatens to climb up my throat. That grin on my lips only widening the more your smile turns upside down. My actions scream rebel. Savage. I know I am. And it takes everything in me to not roll my eyes and bark out in laughter. Hold on. Let me count how many fucks I give.
One.
One and a half...
Oh shit, they flew away.
My smile grows wider and my eyes light up with laughter. Im relaxed and enjoying the annoyance, I cause you incompetent soul who refuses to leave me alone, way to much.

Your that irritating fly that persists on landing in my food. The badgering of my younger siblings who don't understand the meaning of shut up and leave me alone. It's one of those times when you take pleasure in focusing sunlight through a magnifying glass and surveying the destruction and mayhem I've caused in the lives of tiny ants. Ones shrivelling up and popping as if they were popcorn kernels, while others explode into flames. Creating little bonfires for their fellow ant friends to roast marshmallows with.

It's a good day.

If you try and ruin it for me. I'll make sure to ravage yours and take delight in doing so.

And yes, that was a threat.

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