You can think that crap but it ain’t gonna make a difference. I used to feel bad when thoughts like that would pass through my mind.. like guilty of something. Anyhow, now when I pass people in my head I’m like, “you’re fucking retarded” or “I command that next week you will become infected with gonnorhea.” Doesnt change sh*t because nobody known but you, ha
Smashing my narcisstic sister’s head on the floor until her skull caves in.
Ofcourse I can control myself but, I can’t help her actions and my reactionary thoughts.
Hateful isn’t really my thing. Not towards others. You don’t know their story. What they’ve been through. What they are going through. But overall…I’d love to watch the world burn. I don’t have a problem with any specific human. I hate the whole species. Although I do hate some more then others.
I love my child, but I definitely hate the mother of my child.
She is a difficult, narcissistic, mentally unstable piece of shit.
I wish I had never met her.. And I DEFINITELY wish I had never slept with her. (But in my defense, both of those things happened the same night, alcohol was involved and I didn’t know anything about her)
she sounds kinda like my boyfriend. i’m sorry you have to deal with that. but try to remember at least you got one good thing out of her. your baby. maybe it will help 🙂
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I would not, and did not, give a fuck if/when my mother died.
You can think that crap but it ain’t gonna make a difference. I used to feel bad when thoughts like that would pass through my mind.. like guilty of something. Anyhow, now when I pass people in my head I’m like, “you’re fucking retarded” or “I command that next week you will become infected with gonnorhea.” Doesnt change sh*t because nobody known but you, ha
I always hoped a camel caravan would would make a pit stop on their front yard.
That my ex boyfriend would burn in hell (I don’t really mean this either)
Hateful is my favorite Clash song.
I constantly think about the things I find most hateful. The only time it ends is when I have something that I can break apart in front of me.
Smashing my narcisstic sister’s head on the floor until her skull caves in.
Ofcourse I can control myself but, I can’t help her actions and my reactionary thoughts.
Hateful isn’t really my thing. Not towards others. You don’t know their story. What they’ve been through. What they are going through. But overall…I’d love to watch the world burn. I don’t have a problem with any specific human. I hate the whole species. Although I do hate some more then others.
I love my child, but I definitely hate the mother of my child.
She is a difficult, narcissistic, mentally unstable piece of shit.
I wish I had never met her.. And I DEFINITELY wish I had never slept with her. (But in my defense, both of those things happened the same night, alcohol was involved and I didn’t know anything about her)
she sounds kinda like my boyfriend. i’m sorry you have to deal with that. but try to remember at least you got one good thing out of her. your baby. maybe it will help 🙂