hate everything about you...
If you dislike someone with a passion, it is entirely impossible to keep silent about it at all times.
Almost everybody has something or someone, whom they may not even know, but - I'd go as far as saying - whom they despise. And while even mentioning it feels so wrong, hurts me to think that someone may feel hurt by this sentiment being directed towards someone whom they like, it burns like acid rising in my chest how much I dislike them.
I'm afraid when I dislike someone it's too much of a viscious, evil hate to be pushed back and disguised as mere disinterest. It's something that is bound to destroy and damage and revels in this, adores it. That's why it feels almost impossible not to speak at, so often, the most unfortunate moments, the most unfortunate things.
Almost everybody has something or someone, whom they may not even know, but - I'd go as far as saying - whom they despise. And while even mentioning it feels so wrong, hurts me to think that someone may feel hurt by this sentiment being directed towards someone whom they like, it burns like acid rising in my chest how much I dislike them.
I'm afraid when I dislike someone it's too much of a viscious, evil hate to be pushed back and disguised as mere disinterest. It's something that is bound to destroy and damage and revels in this, adores it. That's why it feels almost impossible not to speak at, so often, the most unfortunate moments, the most unfortunate things.