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"what is this feeling so sudden and new, i felt the moment i layed eyes on you? My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling, my face is flushing. What is this feeling fervent as a flame? Does it have a name?
yes...
Loathing...unadulterated loathing, for your face, your voice, your clothing. Lets just say, i loath it all. Every little trait how ever small makes my very flesh begin to crawl. With simple, utter loathing, theres a strange exhilaration in such total detestation, its so pure so strong. Though i do admit it came on fast, still i do believe that it can last. And i will be loathing you my whole life long..."
yes...
Loathing...unadulterated loathing, for your face, your voice, your clothing. Lets just say, i loath it all. Every little trait how ever small makes my very flesh begin to crawl. With simple, utter loathing, theres a strange exhilaration in such total detestation, its so pure so strong. Though i do admit it came on fast, still i do believe that it can last. And i will be loathing you my whole life long..."