you hate me
8:53 a.m.

I know you all hate me. I *KNOW* you do. Don't pretend you don't--it doesn't work. It never has, and never will.

You think I'm too nice to notice that you hate me, too giddy and full of happiness to ever think that when I'm not there, you giggle at me and make fun of all I believe in.

The four of you hate me more than I could ever imagine.

Good thing I have real friends.

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