Hate. I hate so many things. The sad thing is, it used to be just the opposite. I used to love so many things. Now it’s just hate. I hate you. I hate girls. All of them. I see your lies and your let downs in everyone else. I see how much you let me down and I close off. Why did you lie to me? From day one you lied and continued to lie. You kept seeing your ex, kept fucking him. And you lied to me about it. You promised you wouldn’t let me down like so many others before. But your lies had the biggest consequences. You cheated thru our whole relationship, and it was because you thought “you were in love with him”. And he strung you along, like I said he was. And when I caught you, you swore it would stop, but it didn’t. And then you caught something, and gave it to me. And I’m pretty sure you knew, and didn’t tell me. Thanks. Now who will love me? I don’t even love me, I hate me. I hate this thing I’ve become and now I’m afraid I’ll always be alone. I am so ashamed of this I can’t imagine being honest with anyone about it. Why? Because if someone told Me they had it, I wouldn’t want to be with them. Now who is going to care that it was YOUR fault? It wasn’t my fault, but now i have to deal with. I have herpes because of you. And I hate you. And I hate myself for not walking away the first time you let me down, I believed in you. I wanted to believe in you. I now have to deal with your lies for the rest of my life. Thanks.