
Hate is a strong word, and I know I don't mean it. But I'm going to use it anyways. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. First in the "Hate" series, which, ironically, is similar to my "Love" series.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 120 - Published: 08-30-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2947993
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I hate you.
I hate your face.
I hate you.
I hate your face.
I hate you.
I hate your face.
I fucking hate you.
If you really meant what you said, maybe I wouldn't hate you.
But if I really meant what I said, I wouldn't be thinking about you every freakin' second of the day.
I hate you.
I hate your face.
I hate you.
I hate your face.
I hate you.
God, wouldn't it be easier if I really did hate you?
But I don't. Unfortunately.
I hate you.
I hate your face.
I hate you.
If I keep saying it, will I start believing it?
I hate you...
I hate your face...
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