I don't even think that's a word...

   I guess, to some people, I'll come across as nice and incapable of being mean, at first.
   And we'll, they're wrong.
   You see, I'm not mean in the way I'll yell at you, and hit you, and insult you (although I do insult people). I'm not mean in the way that I'll storm away, talk really fast, poke fun at people (but I do do that), steal things without permission, ignore my supposed 'best friend' and expect everything to be okay.
   And yes, I can be mean in those ways.
   But more so, at least the way I see it, I'm mean in the way where I'll just act the same, like I'm not mad, and kinda keep it all bottled up until you do the one thing that pushes me over the edge, and I'll goddamn murder you.
   This is more a mini rant about this huge argument I had with my "best friend", so...