Angered
Anger temper arise So bad you want to kill bolded white fists you think what can I hit? what can I smash? You see a picture so vivid your head the wall it must hit no rather your fists less pain then you think just before total explosion rationalization returns no good this self inflicted pain breathing in, out in, out, in, out calming down… it worked!!
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