No, it is not mere anger. It is unrestrained rage, threatening to hail upon the people around me in a meteor shower of hate. How many times... You tell me that you would always be there for me at the end of the day but really, does that mean you would not live through the journey with me? Just... How hard is it for you to reply a text from me? Too many times, man. Really. I have had enough.
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