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I hate her. Everything about her. How she walks, how she talks. I hate her name and I hate her birthday. That stupid date that I can’t forget. It shows up everywhere and it feels like everyday is that day. I wake up and everything is about her, I go to bed and everything is her, her, her. It’s like a broken record repeating the same phrase over and over yet something is off. It doesn’t sound quite right.
My hatred for her is as bad as the attacks on 9-11. This girl, one small person who at one point, I thought was perfect, was all a lie. She never loved me and who am I kidding, why would she. The fact that I stood there and thought I had a chance. No, no one was ever good enough for little miss perfect and I’m glad. She will sit alone with her tiny dogs, in her tiny house, all alone forever.
I hope I do the same. Sit in my tiny home, all alone, forever. I hope I have no visitors and no responsibilities. I hope there is no food and no way to take care of myself. Slowly enough I would wither away all because of this girl that I hate. I hope I die because I can’t stand her voice. I hope my goodbye is cut off because I can’t stand her presents. I hope my forever alone is indeed alone because.. I hate, her.
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I hate you, but I love you
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