I hate your fucking ass. You look like an ugly duckling, except I know that you wont ever turn into a beautiful Swan. It didn’t used to be this way. We used to be real good friends. But now your voice shatters the cement walls of this building. It reminds me of prison. You whisper about me, as if I can’t hear you. I am right in the next room, dumb ass! But I could care less about you anymore. So stop putting on a show. YOU are the backstabber. No one ever wants to hear the truth and it’s so sad.
I am now asking the Lord to save me from these nasty thoughts about you, but really it’s not to forgive you. It is so that I may have some peaceful thoughts. I really hate to be negative. But It is very hard not to be infuriated by your behavior. And I’m not sure if anyone understands that.
“So much better than that”