"Do you need to see a psychologist..?"
Your pathetic expression, in your patronizing, pitying fucking tone.
How DARE you!?
Yes, clearly I have some deep seeded self destructive urge to NEVER leave YOUR perfect fucking side, because god FORBID I want to make it on my own.
Yes, obviously that's why I haven't found a job yet, CLEARLY I've been intentionally avoiding getting all these SWARMING fucking opportunities because I have some fucking chemical imbalance, because I'm fucked in the head, same reason I'm a filthy fucking dyke, same reason I DARE to yell at you once in a fucking YEAR.
Fuck. You.
Fuck you.
How. Fucking. DARE YOU!?