Saturday, October 16, 2010
When I see your name, you horrid face, then there is violence and extensive rage inside of my small and breakable figure. There is anger and vengeance in me that I have never felt before. I have never wanted to physically harm someone so much as I wish to rip, tear, beat and bludgeon you. I hate you, despite my hatred of hate. I would kill you were I given the chance, no remorse and no regret. You are worthless and do not deserve to be.
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