just some thoughts, in english and in french. (with lots of typos, barely any punctuation and grammar errors)

Angering someone with just my existence is extremely satisfying. Seeing them burn from my breathing and just a few words, makes me feel powerful. It revirogates me, feeds me in a way that is unmatched. I find it funny too, their anger makes them act in a despicable manneer, and I find joy in that. I don't to anything to provoke them, or maybe just the bare minimum, still, this is enough. I hold no responsabilities, i am free. They are not.