Amber Goff

Snickering, laughing, harsh words and dumb jokes. Tension building. Fists clenching. Gritting my teeth. Not letting these bad things seep through my teeth. They must not escape. Or I will be dealt a card I don’t want. Behind the make ups masks they are ugly and green with envy. They are low life forms with no sense of self conscious. I laugh and turn away. Their hatred just makes them uglier. Karma will deal with them, so I won’t. I’ll sit quietly and kill ‘em. “Kill ‘em with kindness” they say. Kill ‘em with kindness.