I hate her.
I’m so stuck on it.
If I hadn’t been nosy, I probably wouldn’t have found out.
Why was I nosy?
Because for some stupid reason, I still care about you.
To be blunt, I hate her. I hate everything about her. It’s not even envy.
I hate her hair. I hate her stupid, fake smile. I hate how she talks. I hate how she laughs. I hate her music. I hate her small, gross hands. I hate how she dresses. I hate how she does her make up like me. I hate how she poses with fucking peace signs all the time. I hate seeing pictures of her in the spots that you and I used to go to or hang out at. I hate seeing her at that Giant, so I’ll never fucking go there. I hate the way she tried to get in your pants since day one in our relationship. I hated seeing her at all of your shows. I hated seeing her within a foot of you. I hate how she throws herself at everyone. I hate that even her MOM flirts with you. I hate how people actually fall for her shit and LIKE her. I hate how much of a whore she is.
I hate how said you couldn’t stand her, but ran to her right after me.
you have a lot of hate.
heres what I dislike. you will brush off the fact that you have all this hate. if someone tries to address it you will say, “well…” followed by some comment in an attempt to justify this.
dont justify it, get rid of it.
