I am one angry bitch.
You wouldn’t believe what sets me off. Sunflowers. Organic eggs. Puppies. Puppies! Who gets angry at the idea of puppies? Me, that’s who. The anger is cutting and cold, cleansing. It asks no questions. It leaves no room for equivocation.
I don’t just like being angry. I love it.
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Ah, then I sometimes contribute to your love. How nice.
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