I'm so mad I could burst, and I want him drawn and quartered. I hate him! I never want to speak to him again, if all he's going to do is rip out my heart and smash it with a hammer. I hate him with all of my heaving organs and with all the muscles of my arm that are so tense they're hurting. I want him to hurt like I hurt. I want him to scream and fling stones at me so I can hit him and grind him into the gravel like he deserves. And then I want to pick him up again and leave him hanging in the middle of a forest for two days where a tiger will come and devour his defenseless flesh. I HATE him.
I loathe him with all the loathing in the universe. I wish with all my heart that his head would crack open and his eyes would FALL OUT, rolling onto the floor where I can GRIND THEM INTO THE DIRT. I wish he would kill me so I could kill him every day for the rest of my existence. I wish I could rip off his toes... one by one... and cook them over a fire in front of his ugly face.
Why would he do this??? What has so warped his common sense that he does something so AKLDJAS:LKDJA:SDJ!!!!!!!!! I HATE HIM HATE HIM HATE HIM
Disclaimer: I am not a raving psychopath. I would never hurt anyone on purpose. I'm just a little... irritated.
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"just a little irritated," she says. <_< I think this is more than "just a little" =P
But my, you are pretty creative... I usually don't end up following such a graphic train of thought when wishing ill will towards another.
*hands you stress ball and a cupcake* Cheer up for the holiday season!
Awww...I agree with Ann Michelle cheer up for the holiday season :D. Go outside and enjoy the snow. He's not worth sacrificing the holidays over.
Cheer up: It's the holidays! (Don't worry; I really haven't been in high spirits either. I'm just trying to survive until break.)
Hmm, not the most enjoyable thing I have read.
Ropi: I apologize for the non-enjoyableness of this post.
No problem, but it was a bit weird to see your psycho self.
Lol, I wish I didn't have to post that, but it really helped me feel better after people started commenting on it. Besides, it's no fun to read a bunch of "oh, life is full of sugar and pumpkin cookies" posts.
(even though I LOVE pumpkin cookies!)
I understand this completely, Maria. I've been there. I feel your pain.
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