Jun. 25th, 2006

knockthedoor: (rocks fall and everyone dies)
I hate you.

I'm going to throw up and I hate you.

I wish my hate was a curse. Until you do right by me. That was always my favourite part, right?

Until you do right by me everything you think about is gonna crumble.

I want my hatred to follow you around, and I want everyone to see it. I want everyone to look at you and see what you did to me. I want them to never look at you again afterwards. I want it to be a thick black cloud of smoke that will never leave you alone. I want you to suffer every single moment that I have suffered, because as much as you'd like me to think that you've suffered, you ain't suffered nothing. You have only felt the pain of your own stupidity, and I have had to feel it twice, three times over.

You think you've had bad days?

I'm going to give you bad days.

Until you do right by me, everything you even think about gonna fail.

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