Infinite Drowning

I have never felt this way for someone before. It might sound cliché and overrated, but this is just woah. It was a mix of hatred and something different, which I can’t describe. No, I do not like him. He was an arse; I hated every single thing he did that had something to do with me. I hated him, and that’s all I should have for him. - "We're together; that's all that matters now." ((i don't know what i just wrote, oops. my summary is horrible, but i guess my story is nice...? i suck at summaries okay.))