I told myself long ago that I wouldn’t let your actions rip me to pieces, but I was wrong. How could you hurt me, when all I did was trust you? You stole my innocence and that is something I can never get back. I hate you with every fiber of my being. I cannot stand seeing your face, and you make me want to vomit! One day I’ll get the courage to tell everyone what you did. Untill then I’ll sit silently, planning your downfall.
I hope you’re proud of yourself. I feel disgusting. Worthless. Awful. Broken. Dead. You killed me. I’m not the same person anymore. I hope you get what you deserve. I can’t help but hate you.