Reasons to Hate

When the world rained with toxicity, I believed he was there bathing with other guys thinking that being a red flag was making them excellent and superior. Maybe they even thought being toxic would bring them luck, so they stayed outside when it was already flooded with toxicity.

He was a green flag, a dream man of every girl, but as I dug deeper, he was a red flag, the reddest of all red shades. He was a walking watermelon, not the most ideal guy you will have come to know. Well, sadly, this is not a love story. It's more like compiled reasons to hate him so I could move forward.

So if I were you, you have to hold on tight once you got the real one because, believe it or not, they are rare finds, and dating today is literally a joke or, most of the time, regarded as a fan activity for shitty people.