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Robert broke my car.

The one I spent long hours debating, brainstorming

and burning 3 of the fingers of my left hand.

It was perfect

well. except for one wheel. It was a little wobbly.

this morning even worse/

is it a coincidence that THATs the wheel that hit hard on the wall and Robert sends it shooting down the floor with only 2 meters of a distance?

nope.

This could be a situation of breaking our friendship.

But I seriously SHOULD beat him up.

I always thank God for my kindness. Right now, I wish that I could've at least smack his head like I usually do for no reason. How is it that when I'm soo mad, I can't lay a finger, and when I feel great, im like poking ppl all around?

it remains a mystery.