"i don't think you need to be doing anyMORE of this!" she said. then she threw my magazine on the floor.
what was awkward was then we had to get off at the same stop. what was more awkward was that there was throbbing adrenaline in my entire body and i was angrier than i have ever been except maybe once when i was in puberty. and it took me one city block to cool off and not try and kill everyone. is this how boys feel, all the time??
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