hissing fit

You can snap at me and use me to vent your frustration and treat me like crap for no reason at all. I can’t control you. But I can control myself. I snarled back in a protective hissing fit of my own and since then have maintained my silence. You get my back and my disdain. Figure it out smartass – you don’t fucking matter.

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