"Sometimes I don't even think you consider other people's feelings!"
Under the lense of her thick red glasses, you can tell there are teal fluids filling her eyes.
"You insult, hurt, and manipulate everyone like they're part of some game that you're playing! It's like you think you own them!"
You don't think you've ever seen her like this. She keeps a confident, angry look on her face but the tone of her voice and her body language make it seem although she's tearing apart on the inside. Like she's a glass vase slowly cracking, and completely expecting you to at any moment pick her up and smash her like one of your magic 8-balls.
But you don't. You just stand there.
Stop standing there.
"Just think of everyone you've ever hurt, everyone you've ever damaged mentally or physically, and put yourself in their shoes for once. Then, and only then, will I let it slide when you insult those people. After you know what they've really gone through."
Why are you just standing there?
