…did you know that sometimes as I smile I am imagining smashing your face against a wall?
Or, that every time I see a particular student I smile as I imagine pummeling his face into a bloody pulp for the torture he and his fellow classmates put me through?
Or, that when I say ‘Hi, how’s it going?’ I really want to say ‘You’re a pathetic fool and I despise you?’.
Or, that I have no respect for you whatsoever even though I pretend to listen to your simple stories?
Is this really true about me, you may be asking yourself…?
No…but what if it were and someone really thought these things about you? Would you be sad, scared or worried at all?
-T π
