If ONE more person tells me about the fucking weather like it's real news I'm gonna lose my shit. Whenever you walk up to me and open your goddamned mouth I'm splitting my time between waiting for you to comment on the weather and firing one into your gut or just punching you regardless. I can't stand the flat pseudo-relationship you think we have just because we see each other during the week for two horrifying seconds. I hate your face and from now on I would appreciate it immensely if you would mind your own fuckhole.