"Her anger is like a flash fire that singes your eyebrows before you can drop and roll. Push her volcano button, and you will find yourself dodging assorted flying objects and buying a new set of glassware in the morning. She cools down rapidly but doesn't forget easily, and will most likely spend the next several months entertaining friends and family with a detailed account of the fight. Although she will have everyone howling with laughter, you will have learned that public humiliation is her way of punishing you for being such a jerk."
I've always imagined being angry at a lover. Would I throw objects?... only the things I don't like lmaooo I can see myself stoping in mid throw when it's a favorite peace and thinking umm it's not worth it, I'll throw more of his stuff instead and then tell him I'm out and he better clean the place up before I come back otherwise I'll get more mad because I don't want to clear all that shit up, esspecially brocken glass!
Hahaha so me it's not even funny. 😛