Hater

Saw a question today: if you wrote a book about someone you hate the most, what would be the first sentence?

Well, it would be a single word.

why?

Why do I hate you so much?

Loved like the world was ending, cried like a river flowing, laughed like a toddler playing and cared like your mother never did, so why?

Isn't it funny how you could break yourself into pieces just to fix the heart you didn't break? Isn't it funny to notice that the way you looked at me then is the way you look at her now?

It is so funny that I will laugh till I die.

It is so funny I wished I was never here.

It is so funny that I'm never going to stop laughing.

And it is so funny that today I feel happy.

14th February 2023, he came rushing, roses in his hands. They weren't mine, they never were. My friend looked at me and exclaimed how loving it was of him.

With my heart shattering inside, I denied her misunderstanding. They weren't mine, they were hers.

I should have known then that I'll always be an option in the end. Today she is single. I wonder if they will get together.

At that very moment, I could only see the rose I'd bought being thrown in the dustbin. I was confused. I asked for help and I was told to give it a try. I wish I never did. We got together. I felt loved.

we lasted nearly a year. I got him gifts. everywhere I went, I would think about him. I still do. I wish I didn't.

How would you feel dozing off because you cried all night?

I don't even know what feelings are. I'm done being an emotional wreck. I'm hurting. when will everyone I meet and get attached to stop leaving?

I hate loving.

10.02,26

and he changed his password today lol

18.02,26

seeing how indifferent he is in the way he treats me... I'm finally able to move on. it's decided. I don't care anymore.

...----------------...

...****************...

I'm done

really

I think a lot. And I don't know why, but I've been thinking about the end of the world- but like the very final end.

Actually, the end of the world may be the end of me. If you get what I mean. For you, the end of the world would be when you die. For me, it's when I die. There's no end of the world. It's just you who is no longer there. It makes sense.

Anyway, what would be the last thing you'd do?

I would want a hug

A huge hug

The kind that makes you feel warm inside.

can I get a hug?

...****************...

why do I need to write 500 words?

I'm doneeeeeeeeee

bruh

Anyways I like chocolate

white chocolate

And roses