I hate you … let’s just make that clear.
I don’t know what I’ve ever done to you.
You always seem to strike at the most inopportune times, like my weighing machine just before a gorgeous date with an ice cream binge.
You mock me in your silence with your evil partner in crime – that dreaded foreboding cursor as it blinks at me flirtatiously always giving me just enough hope to think I may make it to the end and then you snatch it away. Oh, so torturously cruelly.
I hate you. I think I said that already but I feel like I have to say it twice so you know just how much agonising loathing I have for you within me.
That’s not very nice is it? But I don’t care.
You keep me away from my one and only friend, you are the very core of a disgusting, omnipresent nemesis.
You take pleasure in tearing apart two lovers, ripping one soul into pieces and then you ridicule me in all your powerful glory.
I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. It cannot be repeated enough.
It has been said in all its finality. Know that one day I will get the last laugh even if it is just to write down those eight precious letters …
I hate you.
Seems like it has been written for a particular person to read.. wish u luck
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Haha! Yes, writer’s block – the jackass 🙂
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Hate the hate, love the post!
Keep writing…cheers!
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Thanks, you too! 🙂
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Working on it… Will press it soon
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