An itch not to scream, "FUCK OFF BITCH!".
All noises annoy me, I can't take it.
No, I don't care what you have to do today.
You've made your list, now quickly go away.
My stress level escalates to a high,
I'm not looking for involvement.
Focus on your own problem solving.
I do not wish to accompany you.
I am not a hand to hold.
I do not adjust well to new situations.
If something doesn't go as planned, I am raging.
Morning breakfast, I hate the religion.
I'm crazy clumsy, dropping everything.
And if once more crumb falls down my shirt,
I'll have a scratchy cleavage conniption!
Fingers tapping on a table.
I want to crush them until they are unable
to rapidly piss me off!

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