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Wednesday, February 3, 2010 What is this love you speak of? Do you love someone like this? No. This isn't love. You don't love me a single bit at all. You never loved me. I wasn't a daughter you loved or could love because I hated kissing you, I hated being near you, I ran away from you, I was so afraid of you when I was a child. I loved my mother more, I cared about her more. I drew her cards, I never even missed you while you were on those fabricated business trips. It wasn't the kind of business we thought it was, it was just you visiting a whore house and probably finding her. I'm so glad I never loved a man like you. Even if you were my father, I'm so glad I never ever loved nor liked you. I've never admired you and between the two of us has always been a 10-metre pole. But I never thought I would hate you as much as I do right now. I never really felt anything towards you, but I finally fucking hate you now. You will never see a single hair of me anymore and I doubt you fucking even care, because you have never fucking loved me. I bet you love your precious new daughter more, Miss Brenda "Ng", Miss "I'm Cute And Pretty!!", Miss "I-will-fucking-suck-up-to-you-because-my-mother-sucks-your-cock". I hope you get run over by a car and die. Twice. I don't care about anything right now. I just want you dead. And who the fuck are you to get angry with me? You are the one who fucking put me through more than 5 years of trauma and fucking hurt and you are trying to act like the victim? Well, two words for you. Fuck off. Don't fucking get angry with me when you are the one in the obvious wrong. When I grow up, I'll fucking sue you for violating my human rights. I'll make sure I get it right and fucking sue you till you sit in jail and wonder what you ever did to deserve this. Then I'll give you one visit. Just one. I will remind you then, in that one visit, how you fucking decided to ruin your own life. I'll ruin your life and I'll make you regret ever having playing around with my mother, my sisters and I. I will not those who've hurt the ones I love most escape scot-free. I want to dig a knife of revenge through your heart, pull it out and stab it through you a thousand times over. I want to watch you bleed slowly and die just as slow. And I'll savour all that. I'll savour all your pain and even then, that wouldn't be enough to repay the kind of fucking shit you inflicted on me. I want you left with nothing when you die. No more slut, no more money, no more nothing. I will strip every fucking thing away from you. And even as you die, with nothing, that will never be enough. I will never fucking forgive you anymore. Julle 주월 10:44 PM
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