With every fiber of my being, I hate you. I hate what you did to me. You treated me like a *****, and called me one, too. Does a ***** fight like I did?
I ******* hate you with every bone in my body. I hope someone sets you on fire. I'm not who I used to be, because you couldn't control your lust. You *******, give me back what you stole. This emptiness burns for your head on a stick.
The violence of how you treated me is echoed in my hatred for you. I am not the kind of girl who has such bloodlust. And yet, I lust for your blood for it will rectify my pain. My blood spilled on the pavement, Bruises that blossomed beneath my skin.