I hate you.
I don't want to see your face.
Are you insane?
Don't bother me.
Get out of my face.
Leave me alone.
Get the hell out of here.
You piss me off.
How dare you!
Cut it out.
I've had enough of your garbage.
How can you say that?
You make me so mad.
I'm about to explode.
Get over yourself.
You're nothing to me.
Get off my back.
Look at the mess you've made.
A: Hello, Steven. Annie said that you and Julia have had a quarrel, haven't you?
B: That's true. We had an argument yesterday. She blamed me for not preparing the supper that day, but it was her turn to cook the dinner.
A: That's the reason why you fought?
A: You two are always quarrelling over little things.
B: That wasn't my fault, but she said "you are a disgrace" to me. I'm about to explode.
A: Are you still mad at her now?
B: To be honest, I'm not and I regret a little for what I've done.
A: Will you apologize to her?
B: No way. It's her who should apologize.