Friday, November 26, 2010

Dontcha just love?

Never did I ever think I would feel such anger towards you, hold so much against you.
Don't call me sweet,
don't kiss my cheek,
don't take my hand.

Never have I ever felt that I could so easily feel such pure, intense, free of extraneous elements of any kind, unadulterated dislike. Needless to say, I don't hate you. By gum, I wish I did. Then I could say it. But I don't. I can't even write it. And I'll probably talk to you tomorrow.

Fuck you.
I hate that you're you.
And I would hate it if you weren't.

I fucking hate you.

(retract that last statement)

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