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[raven_kanzaki]

For the first time since my biological father. I hate someone. And I mean. I truly, to my core, intend to find this person, and destroy their life. If that is my life's mission? I'm game. And yes. It's very much worth it. I have nothing to lose by it. And you? I almost hate you. You have lied to me. And you've lied about lying to me. And you will probably continue to lie to me. I did my absolute best to give you the benefit of the doubt until I was proven to be wrong. I know you will read this. And know that I -seethe-. You've drawn out the absolute worst in me, and I don't enjoy it, but I will take it over the illusion you've fed me. I let you into my life, my personal life, a life you claimed you wanted to become a part of. And yet. You just can't stop. You can't leave /her/ alone. You can't just fucking ignore her and move on with your life. No. You have to go back to her. You /always/ go back to her. In some form of another, WHOEVER you are, you have /ALWAYS/ gone /BACK/ to her. That traitorous, home-wrecking /whore/ who you just can't seem to stay away from. She feeds you sweet nothings and parts her legs for you in all the erotic ways you desire. Oh what a little victim she is. Oh save her, save her sweet Prince my GOD save her. And let her reward you with a good, hard, FUCK. You're an ADDICT. And she feeds, and feeds, and feeds, then BE a glutton. You are two sins of a hellish circle. Get in my way. I dare you. You will see the ugliest side of me and you will see what happens when you betray my trust, when you LIE to me. When you KNOW you have lied to me. When -I- know you have lied to me. All I ever wanted from you was the TRUTH, no matter how hard it was. I would not have been angry, I would not have pushed you away if you had only told me the TRUTH. And you swear up and down that you have yet it has been proven otherwise and it DISGUSTS me to know you can't CONTROL yourself or come clean to someone you CLAIM to LOVE. HERE all this time I thought I was to blame. That I needed to step back. That people were accusing me of things I knew weren't true. Most likely that dumb WHORE you KEEP SLEEPING AROUND WITH. Things spiraled out of control. You saw it. You knew it. And all that time I thought it was me. All me. Of course you'd pair that bitch with one of your little characters. You just couldn't let it go. Couldn't let HER go. I guess it never occurred to you that she even became a redhead because she knew you're a fucking sucker for them. SO CUNNING and CLEVER. She went out of her way to try to ruin us, and STILL you'd rather fuck her under whatever alias you concoct than have a legitimately real, honest bond.

Yes. I -almost- hate you. You have been a friend for some years, and a love interest even longer and you kill me with your encouraging words, how you will wait. And I turn around to find you and one of your aliases all over /her/. AGAIN, no less. You. Are. A. LIAR. I am so ANGRY I wish all manner of illness on that CREATURE you want to fuck. That hideous, disgusting EXCUSE for a Human. I wish she would -die-, I HATE her. BUT THAT WOULD BE TOO EASY. You two deserve each other. Fuck each other to your hearts content. Live out your stupid little fantasies with her. Twist and bend and meld her to your will.

I want nothing to do with you. Stay out of my life. Go fuck your whore. You'll get plenty of "want and love" from her.