i just read about two or three old posts i had written about you. i couldn't read the rest, i phsically could not. for a few seconds i hated myself even more. i cringed. i felt like i was going to be sick. the only regret i have is you. i hate you with a firey passion, no one could ever compare to the hatred i have for you. i have no words to describe it. not the guy who never fought for me, not the people who went behind my back, not the people who have treated me like i wasn't alive, not the guy who promised me everything and left me broken, not the girl who continues to try and ruin my best friends life, not the people i go to school with who laugh at me. no one. i don't know how to get over my hate for you, that's the worst thing about this because it's the one thing i need.