once again

i hate her. i hate everything about her. i hate how i envy her. i hate how he thinks she's beautiful. i hate her voice. i hate her hair. i hate the way she acts sooo fake with me. I HATE HER.

i can't believe i put myself into this shitty position of making it inevitable for me to see her at MY house at any time. i am inexplicably frustrated and find myself looking for reasons to not go outside and smash her face in. but of course, i stay in my corner of the room, trying to let this pass. it doesn't help also the fact that the boyfriend is sleeping.

i don't understand why i cant over this bitch. i guess i enjoy hating her. it upsets me because i wish not to be so immature about this situation and should know better than to hate someone for their past. i just cant do it. i cringe from the sound of her voice. my blood boils from the sight of her caked-on face. i really wish i dealt wit her a long time ago instead of letting it slide.

once again, i am unhappy.



fuck that bitch.


adeus.