BLYNA
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I kept on staring at Collins because I didn't know if I wanted to yell, scream at him or attack him so that I could beat the hell out of him. He was like a thorn in my flesh, a sad thorn that wouldn't come out no matter how hard I try to pull it. He was so good at making my life miserable to point of dragging people into it as well. He started all of this madness by himself and somehow he was able to get into the heads of everyone so that they will turn their backs against me. Just staring at him made my blood boil to a hundred degrees. I felt like ripping him apart piece by piece to the point where he had nothing more but his heart beating as he tries to catch his last breath.
I don't know where this sudden anger came from and how it was able to envelope me in such a short amou
