I love the fact that whenever somebody does some tiny thing that I don’t like, I’m like:
“You are now my mortal enemy, I will despise you anytime you enter a room from this day onward. My eyes will cut through you like knives when they meet yours and our rivalery shall never be knownst to thou but I will menacingly whisper thy name by the time I’ll pass death’s doorstep”
And then there’ll be that one odd motherfucker who has 76 war crimes attached to their name, probably hasn’t slept or showered in a year and drinks the blood of infants like a Martini - and I’ll be like:
“Okay, but… are they really that bad? :(“