PSA: don’t poke the grizzly

i find it really hard to be “nice.”
with certain people, i find it downright impossible.

my excuse is, time and again, they’ve disappointed me.
you would think–the number of times it’s happened–that i’d be used to it by now. but…no.

every time it happens, i get mad. it spills over. and i can’t keep a civil tone. a civil tongue, maybe, barely, but not a civil tone or countenance.

i would rather be silent, when i can’t manage a civil tone.
but people can’t take a hint, either. apparently.

dense. people are just dense.
they engage, when you’re in combat mode.

just leave me the fuck alone until such time that i’m able to be civil.