I live for those moments where I know I’ve slightly inconvenienced someone. Not enough that they’ll openly say anything but enough that I’ll know I’ve made them frustrated and ruined their internal harmony. Maybe they’ll take that anger I caused them and take it out in a larger way against the people they love and care for the most ruining their relationships and those other people’s days as well. My ultimate goal would be to be the final small axe thrust in someones life that makes their existence just that slightly bit worse that they lose faith in the natural goodness of the world.



Rec lit for me

Scooby Doo

To Kill A Mockingbird since you probably have that assigned as homework anyways.

>>21988320 (OP)

Consider that, for you in particular—Sneed that you are—most people barely recognize that you're there, and that you are the recipient of such aggressions vastly more than you are the orchestrator.

>>21988320 (OP)

So how are you any different from every other asshole on earth? Oh you do it intentionally? Sociopath

>>21988320 (OP)

Petty little man

kek'd and jej'd

>>21988320 (OP)

notes from the house of dead

Heh

>>21988320 (OP)

Picture related is exactly what you want. MC is a psychopath who likes torturing and killing people but when he isn't doing that he likes to annoy them by spouting folksy platitudes. Everyone thinks he's basically a nice guy, just a little slow, and they're too polite to tell him to shut up:—





I leaned an elbow on the counter, crossed one foot behind the other and took a long slow drag on my cigar. I liked the guy — as much as I like most people, anyway — but he was too good to let go. Polite, intelligent: guys like that are my meat.



“Well, I tell you,” I drawled. “I tell you the way I look at it, a man doesn’t get any more out of life than what he puts into it.”



“Umm,” he said, fidgeting. “I guess you’re right, Lou.”



“I was thinking the other day, Max; and all of a sudden I had the doggonedest thought. It came to me out of a clear sky — the boy is father to the man. Just like that. The boy is father to the man.”



The smile on his face was getting strained. I could hear his shoes creak as he squirmed. If there’s anything worse than a bore, it’s a corny bore. But how can you brush off a nice friendly fellow who’d give you his shirt if you asked for it?



“I reckon I should have been a college professor or something like that,” I said. “Even when I’m asleep I’m working out problems. Take that heat wave we had a few weeks ago; a lot of people think it’s the heat that makes it so hot. But it’s not like that, Max. It’s not the heat, but the humidity. I’ll bet you didn’t know that, did you?”

Lol based

>>21988320 (OP)

Note From The Underground, all of it but specifically the passage where he obsesses over finally bumping into the stud officer on the boulevard (and chickens out every time).

>>21988320 (OP)

Georgi the Ponygirl.

This is the funniest fucking shit I've ever read. It's like Foghorn Leghorn meets Patrick Bateman.

>>21988320 (OP)

I laughed at the extract, then your comment made me double down on the laughing.
