• Venting.

    by  • February 17, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Eff Off - You - or Up • 0 Comments

    As a disclaimer some of this may sound extreme but there’s a tiny part of me that feels this way. I assure you I am completely sane and would not act on these emotions.

    I’m never going to be able to say this to your face. I’m never even going to write these words to you. But I feel them and I want to get them off my chest.

    I HATE YOU. I hate your ugly, stupid, obnoxious, idiotic face. I hate your mind games. I hate the way you say just the right things to be able to manipulate a person. I hate that you hide things. I hate that you lied, ALL THE TIME. I hate that you destroyed my life. I hate how you made me love you and then you forgot me. I hate that you took advantage of me. I hate that you looked down on me. I hate that you publicly pitied me.

    I hate your new girlfriend. I hate how she looks, I hate her name, I hate anyone and everyone that knows her. I want so badly to sneak over to your house in the dead of night and pour sugar and water into your gas tank and set up nails so that when you leave your parking space you run them over so you can’t see her anymore. I run that scenario over and over in my head but I know I’ll never do it.

    I want to take away everything that you’ve ever loved. I want you to feel alone. I want you to regret treating people the way you do. I want you to learn how to face the truth in your actions and take some F’ING RESPONSIBILITY FOR THEM.

    I don’t want you to be happy.

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