Uninteresting Taste Of Life

Morning rage, boring but seemingly rich in writings--pointless. One with such upsetting tone, short body, ugly face, deformed teeth--though tried to fix it but still deformed, the gum, such kiss ass, she laughs when even the unfunniest jokes arrived. Another one, arbitrarily, a person with such trait, so easy for her, then the other one, a foolish man, very foolish, I don't know if it's a pure stupidity or just too lazy to learn. I don't understand people.  Some breathing living beings tend to kick and demean whatever I initiate to do, I tried my best. Power tripping, carelessness, racism, prejudices. Morning rage again. Weaponized incompetence, dependent, childish.  I read and try to calm myself, ease the pain of being offended, because as a human, with such complex social hierarchy and varieties--I need to realize that I can't please everyone.  Tickling fingers and crackle sounds, soft skin hit on the backlighted buttons, like a good ASMR. Eyes get strained for giving...