The raging bull.

[misoshiru]

And so,

The devil in me is caught up with the insane impetuous flicker of spite for the insolent creature you are.

My heart beats so adamant, I fear that this human body will just erupt like a raging volcano, fuming in magnitude of disbelief and anguish for your reckless plea for zealousness.

It is when my soul shake rigorously my spirit and cause a displacement of perspective and I then turn into my own green monster.

It is inconceivable in my language. You. You are inconceivable in my language. You have disrupted my peace just because of your inconceivability to my fuckin language.

Your sighs and little whimpers of this and that are obscene and offensive. What a fucked up ubiquitous parade of some pink slimy girl puss that is causing me to vomit on my serene white ocean of collective composure.

Now.
I.
Am.
So.
Upset.

You.
Irk.
Me.

You.
Truly.
Irk.
The.
Shit.
Out.
Of.
Me.

Your disrespect will never be forgotten.

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