Dear Peter,
I’m sorry I can’t satisfy you. I’m sorry I’m not good enough for you and your “high standards”. You know what? You should feel sorry for yourself, because everyone secretly hates you and your dumb ass. You’re the reason why I just cried and you’ll be the reason why I laugh in the future. Thanks for wasting my fucking time and for getting me to show my emotions when singing songs that relate to you and me, well the non- existent us anyways.Thanks for making me miserable and making me act different, not in a good way. Thanks a lot for making me self conscious about the way I look every second of the day because of your high expectations of the opposite sex. Oh yeah, you're such a sexist pig you asshole! Make ME a sandwich. Thanks for making a little part of me die on the inside. I almost gave up on my dreams because I thought they were because of you. Thank you oh so very fucking much for ruining MY day with your existence. While you may not know mine and never will acknowledge it, yours is officially terminated. I hate you, your stupid preppy outfits and your ego that's the size of Texas.
- Naive girl in New York
Friday, May 28, 2010
I HATE PETER WHO NO ONE GIVES A FREAKING CRAP WHAT YOU SAY
I HATE PETER WHO THINKS HE'S MY FRIEND.
Dear Peter,
Peter, you thnk you're so cool. You think you'se so cool because you voice your opinion, but in reality, no one gives a freaking crap to what you say. "Oh, I unfollowed him on twitter because I thought he was wicked annoying and shit.." WELL AREN'T YOU SO COOL? BECAUSE REALLY, NO ONE GIVES A FUCK TO WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY. You pretty much think you're the shit because you think you think like no one else, but seriously, you're getting on my nerves.
You think you're so cool because you like bands that no one else likes, and you hate things that everyone else likes. Then you rub it in people's faces, and it seriously annoying as fuck.
Oh, and you're ugly. I know this is mean, but you have the ugliest crushes. You have a horrible haircut, no, actually, you have horrible hair, period. You wear the weirdest clothes, and I only compliment you because I don't want you to know that I actually, utterly, despise you. Stop acting like you're abbove everyone else, because you're not.
Maybe you should think before you leap next time because it's seriously getting old.
Love, your good friend.
Dear Peter,
Peter, you thnk you're so cool. You think you'se so cool because you voice your opinion, but in reality, no one gives a freaking crap to what you say. "Oh, I unfollowed him on twitter because I thought he was wicked annoying and shit.." WELL AREN'T YOU SO COOL? BECAUSE REALLY, NO ONE GIVES A FUCK TO WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY. You pretty much think you're the shit because you think you think like no one else, but seriously, you're getting on my nerves.
You think you're so cool because you like bands that no one else likes, and you hate things that everyone else likes. Then you rub it in people's faces, and it seriously annoying as fuck.
Oh, and you're ugly. I know this is mean, but you have the ugliest crushes. You have a horrible haircut, no, actually, you have horrible hair, period. You wear the weirdest clothes, and I only compliment you because I don't want you to know that I actually, utterly, despise you. Stop acting like you're abbove everyone else, because you're not.
Maybe you should think before you leap next time because it's seriously getting old.
Love, your good friend.
I HATE PETER WHO WAS GOD'S BIGGEST MISTAKE
You think you can say whatever you want because you keep the power and I'm just the subordinate?
You may whistle for it.
I'm gonna tell you the whole truth about you !
Sure, you seem to be nice at the begining but after 10 minutes everybody's gets to know that you're the God's biggest mistake! Even your wife doesn't love you, not mentioning your kids, bullied, because of the surname they inherited, talking in a simplier way - because of you.
I guess I'll have to simplify the whole message just to be sure you understood me, at least a little bit:
YOU'RE A SON OF A BITCH.
The amount of the testosterone is so huge that there's no place left for even a small piece of brain. You get pleasure from laughing at me not even noticing that everyone hates you and can't wait to leave the room you're teaching in. Well
I exaggerated with "your room". It isn't even your room. Only respected, worth something teachers have one, you're just
near their arse. You didn't achieve anything in your life and my biggest failure would be trying to proove anything to you. I am aware of my worth and no disgusting asshole like you would deprive it from me.
You may whistle for it.
I'm gonna tell you the whole truth about you !
Sure, you seem to be nice at the begining but after 10 minutes everybody's gets to know that you're the God's biggest mistake! Even your wife doesn't love you, not mentioning your kids, bullied, because of the surname they inherited, talking in a simplier way - because of you.
I guess I'll have to simplify the whole message just to be sure you understood me, at least a little bit:
YOU'RE A SON OF A BITCH.
The amount of the testosterone is so huge that there's no place left for even a small piece of brain. You get pleasure from laughing at me not even noticing that everyone hates you and can't wait to leave the room you're teaching in. Well
I exaggerated with "your room". It isn't even your room. Only respected, worth something teachers have one, you're just
near their arse. You didn't achieve anything in your life and my biggest failure would be trying to proove anything to you. I am aware of my worth and no disgusting asshole like you would deprive it from me.
I HATE PETER WHO WAS ONCE A FRIEND
Peter, I was friends with you for a very long time, but then you did the worse thing a friend can do. I told you I liked boy, who really liked me back, and this was a first for me. I am only 15 and had never liked anyone the way I liked this boy, you were the only person I told, I thought I could trust you. What did you do, peter? You went and got sexual with him. You convinced yourself he liked you more but no, someone needs to tell you it is because you are easy. You will never learn. You burnt all your other bridges and now you've just burnt another. You have lost one of your only true friends. I hope you are happy with yourself. You have caused me so much grief over the years. You have lied to me, stole from me and treated me like I'm a horrible person. Well you know what? I am not a bad person, I try my hardest to be good to everyone, and then you seen to always take advantage of that, well not anymore. I am done with taking your crap. Go and make your own friends, and have your own life, stop stealing off me.
I HATE PETER WHO IS ANNOYING
Dear Peter,
I hate you. You're really annoying, you think you're UGLY. It's really funny how you think I'm your friend because you're not. You think you're so cool, and people care about your opinions but they don't. At least I don't. Do everyone a favor and shut your big mouth for once, will you?
Mad in Montana
I hate you. You're really annoying, you think you're UGLY. It's really funny how you think I'm your friend because you're not. You think you're so cool, and people care about your opinions but they don't. At least I don't. Do everyone a favor and shut your big mouth for once, will you?
Mad in Montana
I HATE PETER WHO RUINED MY LIFE AND THEN PRETENDED TO BE MY BEST FRIEND AGAIN
Peter, I love how you ruined my life then pretended to be my best friend again. I love how you stole the guy I've liked for 4 years when I left last year. It's fucking hilarious, because I liked him because he was the nerd that no one else would ever love as much as I did. Now you're dating.
Ever since I left that shithole of a school, I've met a friend who understands everything and finaly someone who doesn't worship the goddamn ground you walk on.
Now that that guy I mentioned has been turned into one of your brainwashed zombies, and my amazing friend won't be around when I see you tomorrow, I guarantee that I'm going to get in some kind of trouble.
As much as I don't want to hurt you, I feel it is best for future generations that you two don't have any children that get in the way of my future children's amazingness.
Peace...'hahahahahaha JK!'
-Pissed off in PA
Ever since I left that shithole of a school, I've met a friend who understands everything and finaly someone who doesn't worship the goddamn ground you walk on.
Now that that guy I mentioned has been turned into one of your brainwashed zombies, and my amazing friend won't be around when I see you tomorrow, I guarantee that I'm going to get in some kind of trouble.
As much as I don't want to hurt you, I feel it is best for future generations that you two don't have any children that get in the way of my future children's amazingness.
Peace...'hahahahahaha JK!'
-Pissed off in PA
I HATE PETER WHO NEVER ACTUALLY TOLD ME HE LIKED ME
Peter,
I hate you because you never actually told me you liked me.
I hate you for grabbing my arm that one night and making me feel shitty for being so wasted.
I hate you for leaving me at two different parties on the same night.
I hate you for ever other night and morning when you made me feel amazing and cared for.
I hate you for making me breakfast all the time.
I hate you for asking me to watch your dog.
I hate you for making me feel great.
I hate you. hate hate hate hate hate you peter. You are a bitch.
But most of all Peter, I hate that its over.
I hate you because you never actually told me you liked me.
I hate you for grabbing my arm that one night and making me feel shitty for being so wasted.
I hate you for leaving me at two different parties on the same night.
I hate you for ever other night and morning when you made me feel amazing and cared for.
I hate you for making me breakfast all the time.
I hate you for asking me to watch your dog.
I hate you for making me feel great.
I hate you. hate hate hate hate hate you peter. You are a bitch.
But most of all Peter, I hate that its over.
I HATE PETER WHO WON'T SMILE
I hate you Peter, damn I hate you.
You are so full of yourself. You are SO full of shit.
After all I've done for you, through all those years, can't you just please have a tiny little consideration for me? I hate you for making me still care about you despite you fucking attitude. I hate you because I constantly give you the best of me, I always manage to make you happy, always try to put a smile on your eternally unsatisfied face. I give you my unconditional support for every fucking thing you do, even the things I don't give a damn shit about. I hate that you are so close minded. I hate that you are so negative. I hate you because I give you all of me and you just don't seem to care. Nothing is ever good enough for you. Can't you see all I did for you? Can't you see I am ALWAYS, ALWAYS there for you when you need me in any way??
But most of the time you act like you simply don't want me. You almost never seem happy to see me, or to hear my voice when I call. You never want to do anything, even if I suggest things YOU like to do. Is it just because it's with me? Don't you want me here anymore, Peter? What the hell is wrong with you!?
Oh sometimes you are very nice, too. Sometimes, when you want something from me. When you need to get laid, for instance.
But you know what, I AM DONE WITH YOU. You hear me Peter? You just crossed the line! Happy now?
I know now what I am worth, I know that I deserve so much better. The only reason you haven't found that out yet is that you are simply too busy with your own fucking self. You don't even know me. You don't believe in me, what did I do to deserve such an awful treatment? IT IS NOT FUCKING FUNNY. After all I did for you, you can't even show me any sort of RESPECT, when you should give me so much more than that. Look around you, don't you see me, the girl who is always on your side? Can't you see how lucky you are to have me? NO?? Of course you don't. Well, that's just fucking too bad, Peter! You'll never find anyone else as good with you that I was, that I can guarantee you. Because living like that is simply unhuman. All that I did was for you... and what have you done for me?...So few. Too few. I deserve so much more. I've had enough.
I know you'll miss me when I'll be gone. You'll never admit it, but I'm so sure you will. Maybe at that moment you will finally realize what you had, but I'm sorry, it will be too late. Maybe then you'll learn to take care of people like me.
I loved you so much Peter.
It's so sad.
You will never be happy anyway. It is so lame being around you.
PS: I hate Peter, your fucking bitch asshole friend too. You both have a real problem.
You are so full of yourself. You are SO full of shit.
After all I've done for you, through all those years, can't you just please have a tiny little consideration for me? I hate you for making me still care about you despite you fucking attitude. I hate you because I constantly give you the best of me, I always manage to make you happy, always try to put a smile on your eternally unsatisfied face. I give you my unconditional support for every fucking thing you do, even the things I don't give a damn shit about. I hate that you are so close minded. I hate that you are so negative. I hate you because I give you all of me and you just don't seem to care. Nothing is ever good enough for you. Can't you see all I did for you? Can't you see I am ALWAYS, ALWAYS there for you when you need me in any way??
But most of the time you act like you simply don't want me. You almost never seem happy to see me, or to hear my voice when I call. You never want to do anything, even if I suggest things YOU like to do. Is it just because it's with me? Don't you want me here anymore, Peter? What the hell is wrong with you!?
Oh sometimes you are very nice, too. Sometimes, when you want something from me. When you need to get laid, for instance.
But you know what, I AM DONE WITH YOU. You hear me Peter? You just crossed the line! Happy now?
I know now what I am worth, I know that I deserve so much better. The only reason you haven't found that out yet is that you are simply too busy with your own fucking self. You don't even know me. You don't believe in me, what did I do to deserve such an awful treatment? IT IS NOT FUCKING FUNNY. After all I did for you, you can't even show me any sort of RESPECT, when you should give me so much more than that. Look around you, don't you see me, the girl who is always on your side? Can't you see how lucky you are to have me? NO?? Of course you don't. Well, that's just fucking too bad, Peter! You'll never find anyone else as good with you that I was, that I can guarantee you. Because living like that is simply unhuman. All that I did was for you... and what have you done for me?...So few. Too few. I deserve so much more. I've had enough.
I know you'll miss me when I'll be gone. You'll never admit it, but I'm so sure you will. Maybe at that moment you will finally realize what you had, but I'm sorry, it will be too late. Maybe then you'll learn to take care of people like me.
I loved you so much Peter.
It's so sad.
You will never be happy anyway. It is so lame being around you.
PS: I hate Peter, your fucking bitch asshole friend too. You both have a real problem.
I HATE PETER WHO CLAIMS TO NOT THINK I'M AN IDIOT
I hate you Peter.
Here's why.
You continuously claim that you trust me, that you DON'T think I'm an idiot. Yet everything you say and do contridicts this fact! You say that you give me independence, that I have no idea what 'strict' is. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF ITS BETTER OR WORSE THAN OTHER PEOPLE'S SITUATIONS! THE FACT IS THAT YOU PISS ME OFF, REGARDLESS OF COMPARISON! JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE ELSE MIGHT BE GOING THROUGH SOMETHING WORSE, IT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT!!
And the worst part of it is that you're meant to be my Peter. You, of all people, should be the one to stand up for me, tell people that they're wrong, support me. But all you do is clarify their stupid accusations and bitch and moan about what a horrible person I am. Don't you find it at all ironic that out of EVERYONE only you, Peter, Peter and Peter think these things about me? Whats that? they're the only people you talk to? WHAT A FUCKING COINCIDENCE!!!
You say you think I'm smart, but then you second-guess every little fucking thing I do. 'I know you said this, but I double checked anyway'. 'Hey Peter, I heard that this or that happened' 'Oh I don't think so'. PETER: Hey I heard about this thing where something happens' 'Yeah, I told you about that months ago, you just didn't believe me'. 'Give me your friend's number incase you're phone dies' 'No, I'm 22 FUCKING YEARS OLD'. Yeah, you totally trust me.
So why don't you just go back to your little bitching group and have a big old bitch about me...again, and again, and again. How bout for a change all you Peter's go focus on your OWN problems, rather than mine. God know's you have enough between you to feed 8 councellors for a year.
Thanks to you, I feel like I have nothing. When the only people in your family turn their back on you, its shit. Normally, I would turn to Peter, but as you know, I broke up with him just last week. So thank you, you have helped me to feel that I am truely alone. I have fucking no one to turn to - and I can't ask YOU for help, because that will just result in you telling everyone that I'm selfish, that I don't care about inconveniencing others when I have a problem that needs solving. FUCK YOU! If I didn't care, I wouldnt have washed the floor the other day WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or unstacked the dishwasher WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or hung up the clothes WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or even taking Peter to the vet so that you wouldn't have to drive, and catching a bus and 2 trains and walking for-fucking-ever! Also, since when is any of this any of your fucking business anyway. You keep saying the same bullshit 'you always need to be rescued' FUCK YOU! I'm not some pathetic little kid crying out for her Mummy. And when I do ask for help, NO ONE FORCES YOU TO SAY YES!!! IF YOU DONT' WANT TO FUCKING HELP, THEN DONT!!! DONT SAY 'YES' AND THEN BITCH ABOUT IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!! ITS NOT FAIR! WHEN YOU HELP SOMEONE, ITS YOUR OWN CHOICE, SO DON'T FUCKING BLAME THEM!!
I have been hurt by things you've said before, but never like this. This time, it's you forming an incorrect, uninformed opinion of me and then spreading around that opinion like it's fact. I can't tell you how lousy that makes me feel. If i EVER heard anyone badmouth you, I'd yell at them til they shuttup - but you agree with these people, and thats what hurts the most. And to top it all off, this morning. All I asked was that you change the toilet roll when its nearly empty, and I get this fucked up response 'Do you know how many things you do that I don't mention? I only tell you HALF the things you do that annoy me!'
Great. Thanks Peter.
And I would be saying 'Oh, but you do sometimes comment on how I'm good to live with, or that you enjoy my company.' but I cant, because you don't, you havent in years. And I know I haven't said anything like that to you in years, but I don't go bitching to other people about how you always stay home, or are antisocial, or how you worry too much about the cat, or anything like that. You tell me why I'm so annoying, and you tell others.
So until you actually WANT to talk to me, or WANT to help me if I ask for it, just leave me alone, because I'd rather be talked to by noone than by someone that secretly (or not so secretly) wants to do nothing but bitch about me.
Apparentally one-way love from the girl you deem 'inconsiderate'.
Here's why.
You continuously claim that you trust me, that you DON'T think I'm an idiot. Yet everything you say and do contridicts this fact! You say that you give me independence, that I have no idea what 'strict' is. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF ITS BETTER OR WORSE THAN OTHER PEOPLE'S SITUATIONS! THE FACT IS THAT YOU PISS ME OFF, REGARDLESS OF COMPARISON! JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE ELSE MIGHT BE GOING THROUGH SOMETHING WORSE, IT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT!!
And the worst part of it is that you're meant to be my Peter. You, of all people, should be the one to stand up for me, tell people that they're wrong, support me. But all you do is clarify their stupid accusations and bitch and moan about what a horrible person I am. Don't you find it at all ironic that out of EVERYONE only you, Peter, Peter and Peter think these things about me? Whats that? they're the only people you talk to? WHAT A FUCKING COINCIDENCE!!!
You say you think I'm smart, but then you second-guess every little fucking thing I do. 'I know you said this, but I double checked anyway'. 'Hey Peter, I heard that this or that happened' 'Oh I don't think so'. PETER: Hey I heard about this thing where something happens' 'Yeah, I told you about that months ago, you just didn't believe me'. 'Give me your friend's number incase you're phone dies' 'No, I'm 22 FUCKING YEARS OLD'. Yeah, you totally trust me.
So why don't you just go back to your little bitching group and have a big old bitch about me...again, and again, and again. How bout for a change all you Peter's go focus on your OWN problems, rather than mine. God know's you have enough between you to feed 8 councellors for a year.
Thanks to you, I feel like I have nothing. When the only people in your family turn their back on you, its shit. Normally, I would turn to Peter, but as you know, I broke up with him just last week. So thank you, you have helped me to feel that I am truely alone. I have fucking no one to turn to - and I can't ask YOU for help, because that will just result in you telling everyone that I'm selfish, that I don't care about inconveniencing others when I have a problem that needs solving. FUCK YOU! If I didn't care, I wouldnt have washed the floor the other day WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or unstacked the dishwasher WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or hung up the clothes WITHOUT YOU ASKING. or even taking Peter to the vet so that you wouldn't have to drive, and catching a bus and 2 trains and walking for-fucking-ever! Also, since when is any of this any of your fucking business anyway. You keep saying the same bullshit 'you always need to be rescued' FUCK YOU! I'm not some pathetic little kid crying out for her Mummy. And when I do ask for help, NO ONE FORCES YOU TO SAY YES!!! IF YOU DONT' WANT TO FUCKING HELP, THEN DONT!!! DONT SAY 'YES' AND THEN BITCH ABOUT IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!! ITS NOT FAIR! WHEN YOU HELP SOMEONE, ITS YOUR OWN CHOICE, SO DON'T FUCKING BLAME THEM!!
I have been hurt by things you've said before, but never like this. This time, it's you forming an incorrect, uninformed opinion of me and then spreading around that opinion like it's fact. I can't tell you how lousy that makes me feel. If i EVER heard anyone badmouth you, I'd yell at them til they shuttup - but you agree with these people, and thats what hurts the most. And to top it all off, this morning. All I asked was that you change the toilet roll when its nearly empty, and I get this fucked up response 'Do you know how many things you do that I don't mention? I only tell you HALF the things you do that annoy me!'
Great. Thanks Peter.
And I would be saying 'Oh, but you do sometimes comment on how I'm good to live with, or that you enjoy my company.' but I cant, because you don't, you havent in years. And I know I haven't said anything like that to you in years, but I don't go bitching to other people about how you always stay home, or are antisocial, or how you worry too much about the cat, or anything like that. You tell me why I'm so annoying, and you tell others.
So until you actually WANT to talk to me, or WANT to help me if I ask for it, just leave me alone, because I'd rather be talked to by noone than by someone that secretly (or not so secretly) wants to do nothing but bitch about me.
Apparentally one-way love from the girl you deem 'inconsiderate'.
I HATE PETER WHO WHISPERS TOO LOUDLY WITH HER FRIENDS ABOUT ME
Dear Peter,
I hate you. I really do. You probably don't even know who I am, except for as that girl who you and your bitchy friends sometimes gossip about it LA. But I know who you are, Peter. And I hate you. I wish that you realized just how many people probably feel this way, because you and your friends whisper too loudly about them too. But I feel like that won't ever happen, so I'm just going to stick with this.
SMD, Peter.
I hate you. I really do. You probably don't even know who I am, except for as that girl who you and your bitchy friends sometimes gossip about it LA. But I know who you are, Peter. And I hate you. I wish that you realized just how many people probably feel this way, because you and your friends whisper too loudly about them too. But I feel like that won't ever happen, so I'm just going to stick with this.
SMD, Peter.
I HATE PETER WHO BECAME FRIENDS WITH THEM AND COMPLETELY FROZE ME OUT
dear peter,
i hate you for every minute we laughed at stuff together, for how we were going to see that band together. i hate you for just becoming friends with them, and completely freezing me out. i hate those peters because i was friends with them too, then just suddenly i wasnt. i hate how youre pretending i never happened. i hate you for telling me how i was really witty and funny, i hate how you were sincerely complimenting me, being so nice, making sure i felt appreciated, it was like you realized i felt a little off. just days before you screwed me over. i hate that we used to hold hands every second and then i needed you so much and i finally got up the courage it was so hard to say something to you you acted like i was that fat peter and went and sat with them and i knew you were talking about how dumb i was.
i hate that, for how ever close we were, i didnt know how to talk to you when you were like that.i hate you for making me feel like that fat peter we froze out to a couple years ago.i hate how despite how close we were, despite everything we did that summer, you just ignored me and pretend it never happened. i hate how you deleted all our pictures.i hate you for not even thinking i was worth some pretend fight, some excuse to be mad at me. i hate you for making out with her. im not as experienced as you, i cant just go around casually kissing my friends, im too awkward.i hate you for being perfect and funny and gorgeous and bitchy in the best way and having my sense of humor.i hate you for breaking my heart. we werent going out, i didnt like you like that. we were friends. i hate you because 10 monthes later i cant get you out of my head.
i hate you for moving on, peter i hate you so much for just dismissing everything that happened. i hate you for having a life, being fun and making new friends. i hate you because we were really friends, and you just threw me away so easily.
i hate that if you called me and wanted to be friends, hang out, talk, whatever, i would immediately say yes.
i hate that you never will.
sincerely,
a fake blond
i hate you for every minute we laughed at stuff together, for how we were going to see that band together. i hate you for just becoming friends with them, and completely freezing me out. i hate those peters because i was friends with them too, then just suddenly i wasnt. i hate how youre pretending i never happened. i hate you for telling me how i was really witty and funny, i hate how you were sincerely complimenting me, being so nice, making sure i felt appreciated, it was like you realized i felt a little off. just days before you screwed me over. i hate that we used to hold hands every second and then i needed you so much and i finally got up the courage it was so hard to say something to you you acted like i was that fat peter and went and sat with them and i knew you were talking about how dumb i was.
i hate that, for how ever close we were, i didnt know how to talk to you when you were like that.i hate you for making me feel like that fat peter we froze out to a couple years ago.i hate how despite how close we were, despite everything we did that summer, you just ignored me and pretend it never happened. i hate how you deleted all our pictures.i hate you for not even thinking i was worth some pretend fight, some excuse to be mad at me. i hate you for making out with her. im not as experienced as you, i cant just go around casually kissing my friends, im too awkward.i hate you for being perfect and funny and gorgeous and bitchy in the best way and having my sense of humor.i hate you for breaking my heart. we werent going out, i didnt like you like that. we were friends. i hate you because 10 monthes later i cant get you out of my head.
i hate you for moving on, peter i hate you so much for just dismissing everything that happened. i hate you for having a life, being fun and making new friends. i hate you because we were really friends, and you just threw me away so easily.
i hate that if you called me and wanted to be friends, hang out, talk, whatever, i would immediately say yes.
i hate that you never will.
sincerely,
a fake blond
I HATE PETER WHO THINKS SHE'S BETTER
I hate Peter who thinks she's so cool because now she actually has friends that are goodlooking.
I hate Peter who says she thinks she's ugly but she's just really fishing for compliments.
You are my best friend but I hate the way you've changed and lost it.
You think you're the best.
I hate you Peter for looking at me like a little kid and treating me like I'm dumber than you.
I hate you for copying me - I was the one that loved him as a rapper, and then you always copy me.
I hate you because you can't find your own style.
I hate you because you get jealous easily.
I hate you because you never really were a good friend.
I hate you because you no longer listen; because it always has to be about you.
I hate you for talking behind my back with your mom. Like really, of all people.
I hate you because you think you're so hot - but you're so not.
So please. Change back to your old self.
I hate Peter who says she thinks she's ugly but she's just really fishing for compliments.
You are my best friend but I hate the way you've changed and lost it.
You think you're the best.
I hate you Peter for looking at me like a little kid and treating me like I'm dumber than you.
I hate you for copying me - I was the one that loved him as a rapper, and then you always copy me.
I hate you because you can't find your own style.
I hate you because you get jealous easily.
I hate you because you never really were a good friend.
I hate you because you no longer listen; because it always has to be about you.
I hate you for talking behind my back with your mom. Like really, of all people.
I hate you because you think you're so hot - but you're so not.
So please. Change back to your old self.
I HATE PETER WHO TOOK EVERYTHING I HAD AND LEFT
I hate Peter who took everything I had and left.
I hate Peter for being there when I never really needed him,
But not being there when I needed him most.
I hate you for making me believe in everything you ever said
and that everything ending up to be nothing but a pile of trash.
I hate you for telling me Florida, forever; me and you, never ending, forever.
I hate you for always choosing them over me, and then you
Make up an apology that easily deceives me.
Then you asked me out and I fell in love with you all over again
I hate you because it's so hard to trust you
And I hate you because you were everything I ever wanted
You gave me my dreams, you were my future.
I always saw you in my big dreams. And now, I'm left with nothing.
I hate you Peter for fucking with me all over again; like you always do.
I hate you mostly for you leaving so easily.
You leave so easily.
I hate you because you make me seem like a naive child; someone that
Is inexperienced and corny and stupid. I hate you because
you made me this way.
I hate you because you're the reason I cry,
You're the reason why I can't sleep at night.
You're the reason I sometimes sit and I just stare out
nowhere and feel this intense pain inside me.
I hate you for making me believe that I can mean as much to you as your stupid friends do.
I hate you because I found out the person you really are - you're just like them.
I hate you Peter, so much.
Missing Someone I Should Hate
I hate Peter for being there when I never really needed him,
But not being there when I needed him most.
I hate you for making me believe in everything you ever said
and that everything ending up to be nothing but a pile of trash.
I hate you for telling me Florida, forever; me and you, never ending, forever.
I hate you for always choosing them over me, and then you
Make up an apology that easily deceives me.
Then you asked me out and I fell in love with you all over again
I hate you because it's so hard to trust you
And I hate you because you were everything I ever wanted
You gave me my dreams, you were my future.
I always saw you in my big dreams. And now, I'm left with nothing.
I hate you Peter for fucking with me all over again; like you always do.
I hate you mostly for you leaving so easily.
You leave so easily.
I hate you because you make me seem like a naive child; someone that
Is inexperienced and corny and stupid. I hate you because
you made me this way.
I hate you because you're the reason I cry,
You're the reason why I can't sleep at night.
You're the reason I sometimes sit and I just stare out
nowhere and feel this intense pain inside me.
I hate you for making me believe that I can mean as much to you as your stupid friends do.
I hate you because I found out the person you really are - you're just like them.
I hate you Peter, so much.
Missing Someone I Should Hate
I HATE PETER WHO I SEE IN THE MIRROR
Dear Peter,
There are a lot of things you hate in this world and you are definitely one of them. You make yourself miserable, the mere sight of you saddens me, you pretend to be happy and you know you aren't. Peter, I just cant stand to see you like this. Everything pisses you off. I see you crumble and weep when you think that you are alone but I know the truth. You aren't as strong as you think you are. I pity you Peter, I really do. You have no life, and you are always depressed or angry, and if it isn't one thing its always another. Sometimes I wish you were gone Peter. Far, far, FAR away where no one knows you and maybe you can be happy there. Start again fresh. But until then you are just a depressed nobody who doesn't know how to change. Peter, I hate everything about you. You sicken me to the point that I no longer want to look into the mirror because I have to see your face. I don't know how or when you will ever be truly happy again, but I can promise you it wont happen anytime soon. I hate myself and I can do nothing to change the way I feel. I will be miserable for the rest of my life. I don't know how much longer I can pretend to be happy, I'm so sick of you Peter. CHANGE PETER, CHANGE. LEARN HOW TO LOVE YOURSELF.
When the day comes, you will notice a change in your life. But until then, you are a nobody. You worthless bitch, you make me miserable. I hate you.
There are a lot of things you hate in this world and you are definitely one of them. You make yourself miserable, the mere sight of you saddens me, you pretend to be happy and you know you aren't. Peter, I just cant stand to see you like this. Everything pisses you off. I see you crumble and weep when you think that you are alone but I know the truth. You aren't as strong as you think you are. I pity you Peter, I really do. You have no life, and you are always depressed or angry, and if it isn't one thing its always another. Sometimes I wish you were gone Peter. Far, far, FAR away where no one knows you and maybe you can be happy there. Start again fresh. But until then you are just a depressed nobody who doesn't know how to change. Peter, I hate everything about you. You sicken me to the point that I no longer want to look into the mirror because I have to see your face. I don't know how or when you will ever be truly happy again, but I can promise you it wont happen anytime soon. I hate myself and I can do nothing to change the way I feel. I will be miserable for the rest of my life. I don't know how much longer I can pretend to be happy, I'm so sick of you Peter. CHANGE PETER, CHANGE. LEARN HOW TO LOVE YOURSELF.
When the day comes, you will notice a change in your life. But until then, you are a nobody. You worthless bitch, you make me miserable. I hate you.
I HATE PETER WHO IGNORES ME AND MY MESSAGES
I hate you, Peter. I hate you when you ignore me and my messages, hate you because of that song which always reminds you, because your golden eyes make me shiver every time I look at them, because your sarcasm makes me puke, because you have transformed into someone who always disappoints me... But most of all I really hate being without you. I used to say to myself that it's over many times, but somehow destiny just brings us together. It's so difficult to be by your side when I can't hold you.
Often I just don't understand you. Sometimes you just ignore me, but sometimes I catch you staring at me or smiling.
Oh, darling, I need you so.. And herewith I hate, because you fake you don't know this.
So please, Peter. Stay away from me if you don't want me to be your close friend. In that way I would start my new life. Without you.
Often I just don't understand you. Sometimes you just ignore me, but sometimes I catch you staring at me or smiling.
Oh, darling, I need you so.. And herewith I hate, because you fake you don't know this.
So please, Peter. Stay away from me if you don't want me to be your close friend. In that way I would start my new life. Without you.
I HATE PETER WHO HAS A SEVERE CASE OF STOCKHOLM SYNDROME AND PETER WHO IS IMMATURE
I couldn't fucking hate you two more if I tried.
1. You have a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome, and why on earth would you lie and tell people that I sexually harassed you?! Sexual harassment is serious, giving you a Cosmo magazine and laughing about the ridiculousness of the cover is not serious, and then to top it all off you went and told your girlfriend [Peter #2] and everyone else that I THREW myself at you and some ridiculous thing about throwing you on the ground and straddling you? What. The. Shit. Peter? What the shit.. And by the way Peter; you were the one who threw yourself at me during spring break, don't project your guilty conscious on me and make me a scapegoat for your problems.
2. You are so immature. I swear to God, everytime I talk to you it's like talking to a four-year old child. I can't stand you, I never have been able to and I never will. Peter, do the whole world a favour and kill yourself. Don't call me ever again. I've never pretended to be your friend, I only gave you rides because you're nothing but a dead-beat obsessive girlfriend of Peter #1, who I once thought had more maturity and elegance than you, but it turns out; you're both the same. By the way, Peter #1 hates you, stop fooling yourself. He won't leave you because you're a psychotic bitch.
1. You have a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome, and why on earth would you lie and tell people that I sexually harassed you?! Sexual harassment is serious, giving you a Cosmo magazine and laughing about the ridiculousness of the cover is not serious, and then to top it all off you went and told your girlfriend [Peter #2] and everyone else that I THREW myself at you and some ridiculous thing about throwing you on the ground and straddling you? What. The. Shit. Peter? What the shit.. And by the way Peter; you were the one who threw yourself at me during spring break, don't project your guilty conscious on me and make me a scapegoat for your problems.
2. You are so immature. I swear to God, everytime I talk to you it's like talking to a four-year old child. I can't stand you, I never have been able to and I never will. Peter, do the whole world a favour and kill yourself. Don't call me ever again. I've never pretended to be your friend, I only gave you rides because you're nothing but a dead-beat obsessive girlfriend of Peter #1, who I once thought had more maturity and elegance than you, but it turns out; you're both the same. By the way, Peter #1 hates you, stop fooling yourself. He won't leave you because you're a psychotic bitch.
I HATE PETER WHO IS SUCH A BIG JERK
i hate you peter for being such a jerk . He used me when he was pain but when i needed him the most he decided to move away just like that. He is the meanest creature i have ever seen on this earth.i fucking hate you.
I HATE PETER WHO IS MY SO-CALLED BEST FRIEND
to peter
i hate how i am always there for you and you are not here for me while i am going through such a hard time in my life
peter i hate how we are so called best friends when i feel it is a one way street a significant amount of times
peter i hate how you take me for granted like when you can call and have a shoulder to lean on anytime, since you know i am not the type to ever ignore my friends.
peter i hate how unappreciative you are when I give you money because I know you are a single parent.
peter i hate how unappreciative you are when I take care of your child because i love you and see how hard you struggle day in and day out.
peter i hate how you have never ever visited my home, except for the one time that I drove you here.
peter i hate how i feel obligated to make sure you get to have a dose of fun once in a while, even if it means that i burn a hole in my wallet.
Peter i hate how you hurt yourself over and over again and are not able to see that you may have a serious problem on your hands.
peter i hate how you think i judge you because of the numerous amount of people you have been with because i really do not and will not ever judge.
peter i wish you would realize how much i care about you and just stop hurting yourself.
peter i don't understand how you are always willing to bend over backwards to meet up with your flings that are using and you can't even go out of your way for me once.
Peter i drive you everywhere and you don't even care.
peter i hate how you take me for granted and dont realize that i am a fucking good friend to you
peter you hurt me when you dont try to see how i am ever doing
peter i know i have a couple of friends who are also just like you peter but they are not my childhood friend or my best friend
Peter I dont know how to even bring this up to you since i know you are such a sensitive emotional person
peter i hate how you think i am so independent and will probably never realize that i am human too and need some same reciprocation.
peter i want you to know i am NOT some kind of therapist that you go to or i would be damn rich, i am a friend and hate this one way shit,
peter i hate how i allow myself to be an available push over to you and all the other peter's out there!
i hate how i am always there for you and you are not here for me while i am going through such a hard time in my life
peter i hate how we are so called best friends when i feel it is a one way street a significant amount of times
peter i hate how you take me for granted like when you can call and have a shoulder to lean on anytime, since you know i am not the type to ever ignore my friends.
peter i hate how unappreciative you are when I give you money because I know you are a single parent.
peter i hate how unappreciative you are when I take care of your child because i love you and see how hard you struggle day in and day out.
peter i hate how you have never ever visited my home, except for the one time that I drove you here.
peter i hate how i feel obligated to make sure you get to have a dose of fun once in a while, even if it means that i burn a hole in my wallet.
Peter i hate how you hurt yourself over and over again and are not able to see that you may have a serious problem on your hands.
peter i hate how you think i judge you because of the numerous amount of people you have been with because i really do not and will not ever judge.
peter i wish you would realize how much i care about you and just stop hurting yourself.
peter i don't understand how you are always willing to bend over backwards to meet up with your flings that are using and you can't even go out of your way for me once.
Peter i drive you everywhere and you don't even care.
peter i hate how you take me for granted and dont realize that i am a fucking good friend to you
peter you hurt me when you dont try to see how i am ever doing
peter i know i have a couple of friends who are also just like you peter but they are not my childhood friend or my best friend
Peter I dont know how to even bring this up to you since i know you are such a sensitive emotional person
peter i hate how you think i am so independent and will probably never realize that i am human too and need some same reciprocation.
peter i want you to know i am NOT some kind of therapist that you go to or i would be damn rich, i am a friend and hate this one way shit,
peter i hate how i allow myself to be an available push over to you and all the other peter's out there!
I HATE PETER WHO IS A CYBER BULLY
I FUCKING HATE YOU PETER YOU STUPID ASSHOLE YOU ARE THE BIGGEST FUCKING BITCH THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN!! YOU THINK YOURE SO FUCKING GORGEOUS WELL GUESS WHAT YOU HAVE AN UGLY FACE BUT A HOT BODY! THERE! I SAID IT! ALL THE PEOPLE WHO CALL YO BEAUTIFUL ARE PROBABALY ALL LOOKING AT YOUR TITS!
WHAT I REALLY FUCKING HATE ABOUT YOU IS WHENEVER YO INSULT ME, WHEN I CONFRONT YOU ABOUT IT YOU CRY AND SAY, "AS IF YOU'VE EVER HURT ME" OR "YOU DONT UNDERSTAND"!!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU! I ALSO HATE HOW YOU ALWAYS COMPLIMENT YOURSELF, "OH, IM SO PRETTY" "OH, EVERYONE COMPLIMENTS ME" "SOME BOY ASKED ME OUT TODAY AND I HATE HAVING TO SAY NO", GO GET RAPED BY ONE OF YOUR MANY FANS YOU UGLY BITCH!!!
YOU SAY, "IM STRONG YOU CANT MANIPULATE ME" THEN WHY DO YOU SAY YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND IF IM SUCH A CONTROL FREAK HUH? BITCH!!!! GO BURN IN HELL YOU MOTHERFUCKER! OH YEAH, YOURE NOT STRONG AT ALL! STRONG MY ASS! YOURE NOT EVEN STRONG ENOUGH TO COME UP WITH A DECENT APOLOGY! A FEW MONTHS AGO YOU TOLD ME THAT BOYS NEVER LOOK AT ME BUT THEY ALWAYS LOOK AT YOU AND YOU MADE ME FEEL LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT! I CRIED AND CRIED AND CRIED, WONDERING "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?" Well you didnt care at all! not in the least! instead you told me "you want an apology? fine! here:'sorry for making you feel ugly and worthless'. there. happy?" <-- QUOTATIONS ARE PROOF THAT YOU DONT GIVE A SHIT
you are the most ugly, stupid, rude, neurotic, paranoid, selfish, egotistical girl on the face of the earth and youre only eleven years old.
you cant spell for shit.
i cant stand your stupid attitude. my dad told me you were crazy! hes right! you are a total lunatic! go see a doctor!
i hate how you threatened to kill yourself if i wore fishnet armwarmers. right there is proof that you have a serious mental illness.
you are going to be anorexic. you are alrady underweight yet you see yourself as fat. what the hell is wrong with you, peter?
i hate how every time i tell you that what you did was wrong, you start bawling. "i couldnt bear the pain" FUCK YOOOOOOOOOUUUUU
i am soooooooooooo glad that im not your sister.
youre a cyber bully.
i wish i never met you.
when you said, "oh, im wasting my time, go find a new friend" GUESS WHAT? i was gonna say that to you anyway. but i didnt have to. my work was done for me!
well, i hope you find this while searching the internet for diet ideas and really desperate modeling agencies. you deserve to know exactly how i feel about you.
with no respect whatsoever, i bring you to the end of this letter.
yours truly,
Happy to be Rid of Ya in Ontario.
WHAT I REALLY FUCKING HATE ABOUT YOU IS WHENEVER YO INSULT ME, WHEN I CONFRONT YOU ABOUT IT YOU CRY AND SAY, "AS IF YOU'VE EVER HURT ME" OR "YOU DONT UNDERSTAND"!!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU! I ALSO HATE HOW YOU ALWAYS COMPLIMENT YOURSELF, "OH, IM SO PRETTY" "OH, EVERYONE COMPLIMENTS ME" "SOME BOY ASKED ME OUT TODAY AND I HATE HAVING TO SAY NO", GO GET RAPED BY ONE OF YOUR MANY FANS YOU UGLY BITCH!!!
YOU SAY, "IM STRONG YOU CANT MANIPULATE ME" THEN WHY DO YOU SAY YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND IF IM SUCH A CONTROL FREAK HUH? BITCH!!!! GO BURN IN HELL YOU MOTHERFUCKER! OH YEAH, YOURE NOT STRONG AT ALL! STRONG MY ASS! YOURE NOT EVEN STRONG ENOUGH TO COME UP WITH A DECENT APOLOGY! A FEW MONTHS AGO YOU TOLD ME THAT BOYS NEVER LOOK AT ME BUT THEY ALWAYS LOOK AT YOU AND YOU MADE ME FEEL LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT! I CRIED AND CRIED AND CRIED, WONDERING "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?" Well you didnt care at all! not in the least! instead you told me "you want an apology? fine! here:'sorry for making you feel ugly and worthless'. there. happy?" <-- QUOTATIONS ARE PROOF THAT YOU DONT GIVE A SHIT
you are the most ugly, stupid, rude, neurotic, paranoid, selfish, egotistical girl on the face of the earth and youre only eleven years old.
you cant spell for shit.
i cant stand your stupid attitude. my dad told me you were crazy! hes right! you are a total lunatic! go see a doctor!
i hate how you threatened to kill yourself if i wore fishnet armwarmers. right there is proof that you have a serious mental illness.
you are going to be anorexic. you are alrady underweight yet you see yourself as fat. what the hell is wrong with you, peter?
i hate how every time i tell you that what you did was wrong, you start bawling. "i couldnt bear the pain" FUCK YOOOOOOOOOUUUUU
i am soooooooooooo glad that im not your sister.
youre a cyber bully.
i wish i never met you.
when you said, "oh, im wasting my time, go find a new friend" GUESS WHAT? i was gonna say that to you anyway. but i didnt have to. my work was done for me!
well, i hope you find this while searching the internet for diet ideas and really desperate modeling agencies. you deserve to know exactly how i feel about you.
with no respect whatsoever, i bring you to the end of this letter.
yours truly,
Happy to be Rid of Ya in Ontario.
I HATE PETER WHO IS A BEACH BLONDE F ING SKANK
i F ing hate you, you bleach blonde f ing skank. Stop tryin to contact him you slag, you cheated now rot in hell. Oh yeah, be careful YOUR boyfriend doesn't find out. Break his heart too, hmmm it's easy once youve done it once.
I HATE PETER WHO DOESN'T DESERVE ME
This is my dear peter letter. PS I suggest you change it from PETER to ANONYMOUS, cos there are actual Peter's out there... And I hate very few of them. :*
Dearest "Peter"
I hate you because you DON'T DESERVE ME. I say hi to you and I get a GRUNT, YOU FUCKING ANIMAL. YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT. Everyday I tell myself YOU'RE NOT WORTH IT and every day I get sucked back in. I hate you enough to make me use this website! I try and try and try and I GUESS that's not enough for you. And yet to everyone else you're little mister freaking sunshine, aren't you? WHY DO YOU HATE ME? I don't think you hate me, you just don't think about me at all. I'm WORTH IT goddamit! I'm worth it!! I'm worth hate and love and friends. Why don't you see how hard I try? I'm not even forcing you into being anything more than friends! I'm not even forcing you to BE friends! You're making me feel pathetic. You're making me pathetic PERIOD. GUESS WHAT? One day, you'll wake up, get your head out of your ass, and realize how lucky you are. You've got power and friends who love you for reasons I don't QUITE UNDERSTAND. [I hate you.] One day, you'll realize how all of your friends are DELINQUENTS, and maybe then you'll see how awesome we would have been.
Guess what [again]? No wait, don't guess. It might hurt your fragile little mind. Try and get it past that thick skull of yours into that tiny little brain. I'm done. I'm going to honestly stop trying so hard. I've tried for three fucking years, and I just can't take the stress. It's over. Next time we "talk", I'll be mainly looking at someone else. I'll be talking to a real friend, like Peter or Peter or Peter. Yeaah, it might come as a shock to you, but some people like me for ME.
It's too late, "Peter."
I'm hanging up on you.
Sincerely,
Sick Of You in San Francisco.
Dearest "Peter"
I hate you because you DON'T DESERVE ME. I say hi to you and I get a GRUNT, YOU FUCKING ANIMAL. YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT. Everyday I tell myself YOU'RE NOT WORTH IT and every day I get sucked back in. I hate you enough to make me use this website! I try and try and try and I GUESS that's not enough for you. And yet to everyone else you're little mister freaking sunshine, aren't you? WHY DO YOU HATE ME? I don't think you hate me, you just don't think about me at all. I'm WORTH IT goddamit! I'm worth it!! I'm worth hate and love and friends. Why don't you see how hard I try? I'm not even forcing you into being anything more than friends! I'm not even forcing you to BE friends! You're making me feel pathetic. You're making me pathetic PERIOD. GUESS WHAT? One day, you'll wake up, get your head out of your ass, and realize how lucky you are. You've got power and friends who love you for reasons I don't QUITE UNDERSTAND. [I hate you.] One day, you'll realize how all of your friends are DELINQUENTS, and maybe then you'll see how awesome we would have been.
Guess what [again]? No wait, don't guess. It might hurt your fragile little mind. Try and get it past that thick skull of yours into that tiny little brain. I'm done. I'm going to honestly stop trying so hard. I've tried for three fucking years, and I just can't take the stress. It's over. Next time we "talk", I'll be mainly looking at someone else. I'll be talking to a real friend, like Peter or Peter or Peter. Yeaah, it might come as a shock to you, but some people like me for ME.
It's too late, "Peter."
I'm hanging up on you.
Sincerely,
Sick Of You in San Francisco.
I HATE PETER WHO IS SO INFURIATING, STUBBORN AND DIFFICULT
I hate you Peter because you're so infuriating, stubborn, and difficult!! You're boyfriend's a low-life drug dealer who's so stoned off his ass he can't even remember your anniversary! (not like you weren't together for two years) and you let him hit you too!! Worst of all when I try to help you and give you advice, you stab me in the back and tell everyone i'm a whore, just because I don't want you getting hurt.
Oh and I hate you too, Peter's friend, who thinks that when I spend lunch with my boyfriend it's immoral and wrong and he's somehow dragging me away from my friends, but you think it's perfectly fine that Peter gets hit and was even in a wreck because of that stupid SOB!
F-ck you Peter, Best friends since 6th grade means nothing to you because now you have a guy who 'loves' you so much
Oh and I hate you too, Peter's friend, who thinks that when I spend lunch with my boyfriend it's immoral and wrong and he's somehow dragging me away from my friends, but you think it's perfectly fine that Peter gets hit and was even in a wreck because of that stupid SOB!
F-ck you Peter, Best friends since 6th grade means nothing to you because now you have a guy who 'loves' you so much
I HATE PETER WHO NO ONE ELSE SEEMS TO HATE
I hate you Peter and you too Peter....i don't think you realise how much you piss me off....I hate you and all your friends...and i also hate the fact that no one else seems to hate you. Thankyou....thankyou for making my life so bloody difficult. Why do you know me...i don't know you. Why do you like me....i don't event like you.
I HATE PETER WHO HAS A MIND I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIGURE OUT
Peter, I can't believe how insensitive you are to how I feel. I doubt that you have ever thought about how you're actions would effect me. The way your mind works I will never be able to figure out. I wonder how you think its ok to just hook up with girls, and then treat them like shit after you've decided that you're done with them. This may work for you right now in high school, but in the real world, no girl will ever be ok with that. AND, I can't believe that you are only talking to me through texts messages. Since when have you forgotten how to speak? Last time I checked, you have a pretty loud mouth. You are unbelievable and I hope that ever time you try and hook up with a girl, you'll get cockblocked. And I hope that the next time you take advantage of a drunk girl and you're making out, she throws up in your mouth. You deserve all this and more.
I HATE PETER WHO WAS NEVER VERY NICE TO ME IN THE FIRST PLACE
Peter, peter, peter. you were never very nice to me in the first place, were you? I think i started liking you, because you gave me free shit.
Yeah, I admit - I did use you. Sort of.
But then things became different, they became real. And I liked you. I liked you a whole hell of a lot! I finally got the nerve to tell you - after 4 months - and you told me you felt the same way. We lived happily ever after.
for three weeks.
We treated eachother with respect. For the three whole weeks. We hung out a lot more often. For three whole weeks. I told you everything. For three whole weeks. I was even goign to tell you something not anyone knows about me - LOL, WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THNKING? For three whole weeks, every song i heard on the radio made me think of you.
You really don't know how much i risked for you. My friends hated me for talking to you. I lied to my mom, my dad, and several of my friends.
I creeped your facebook, and I realized you seemed to be really close with the female of the peters. The female peter who had fucked my ex boyfriend when i was away on vacatio in NYC last year. It angered me, oh god, did it ever. But I decided you were trustable, and that you weren't flirting with her behind my back. I realize all of this seemed unethical, partly because the two of us weren't REALLY together, but we were close... so close.
My parents decided to take a vacation to some nice warm place! HOLLAAAA. You were the first person I told. You told me you would miss me. That you'd basically be dead while I was gone. Lies. Lies lies lies. Honestly, i was really uneasy about leaving the country for a week and leaving you behind with the female version of peter. You two had been hanging out really often... But I toughed it out, and decided I'd have one hell of a time in our vacation destination anyways. AND THAT I DID.
While I was there, I met a guy. A guy who treated me with respect all day, evey day. He gave me flowers. Kisses on the hand, the cheeks. He never once tried anything with me, and I was actually the one to make the first move. I tell y'gardeners in Cuba have so much more personality and heart than college students. fuck. For the whole week, i forgot about you. It was such a good week. But then I had to leave. I had to leave behind the guy I had met, and I had to leave behidn the warm climate and palm trees - for you.
When I got back, I checked my phone. 5 new texts from you.
1. I miss you!
2. I know you wont get these until you get back, but i miss you. so much.
3. Just 3 more days!
4. When you get back, I want to hear all of your stories. Every single one. Miss you.
5. I hear you got back in Canada an hour ago. why didnt you text me?
I knew then that I had nothign to be worried about. you weren't goign to hook up with anyone else while I was gone.
HAH.
I texted you back, and you were different. Awkward. Shy. I asked you what was up, and you told me you didnt want to tell me, because I'd get mad. I pried it out of you. You kissed the female version of peter. I wasn't mad. Not at all. I had kissed a nice Cuban boy. So what? Oh, no. You didnt just kiss her. you FUCKED her. I was obviously furious. You told me my reaction was pathetic. yes, you called me pathetic. You know you're a man, when?
We tried to get our shit back together, piece together what fell apart. We tried several times. I tried so hard for you, peter. All you did was obsess about how she had gone off and fucked several other guys. it's a thing called karma, peter. Ever heard of it? I got fed up with you and your whining about that girl. It made me upset that you had the nerve to talk about her TO ME. OF ALL PEOPLE. ME? have you got no consideration for my feelings? You're a selfish fuck, you know that?
So I snapped one day. I told you off. I todl you exactly what i thought about you. How you have bad skin, I can do better, You're a skeezbag and nothing but a jerk who guts on highschool girls because you can't get any your own age. And it's true. You kept denying it, but come on. I knew you knew it was all true. Every word I said, WAS TRUE. You replied, telling me I wasn't that great of a person either. And why would you think that? because I wouldnt put out for you. No. I have morals. I have values. I have a fucking brain, unlike the female version of you, peter. I have self respect. We stopped talking right after that. For a whole month.
Then lastnight, I went to a party. I didn't think of you once that night. I was downing coolers like I was a camel who hadnt drank water for half a year. And damn it felt good. It felt good to laugh again, to REALLY laugh. Not a stupid forced, fake laugh like I always did around you. it felt good to be around REAL friends. people who like me for me. Not what I look like, how small I am, but because I AM ME. Then my friend stole my phone from my pocket, and texted you. And told you off.
trust me babe, I'm not the only one who is pissed off. Honestly, I think you hurt my friends more than you hurt me. My friend texted you two full pages of hate. Telling you, that you're disgusting. How you need to get your shit together. You texted back. Surprisingly. I was drunk. I texted you back. We made up. I regret it.
The next day I texted you and apologized for the obnoxious drunken texts. You wanted to talk aftr you got off work. I agreed. WHY did I agree? Part of me feels bad for you. the other part of me wants to still be friends. but I know I cant be your friend without gaining feelings for you - again. So, Peter.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you're disgusting, unclean, not able to get a REAL girlfriend without fucking things up. I'm sorry my mum called you a pedophile to your face. I apologize for texting you lastnight. If I was in the right state of mind, I wouldn't have.
you're gross.
Sincerely,
the only person who ever saw the good in you.
Yeah, I admit - I did use you. Sort of.
But then things became different, they became real. And I liked you. I liked you a whole hell of a lot! I finally got the nerve to tell you - after 4 months - and you told me you felt the same way. We lived happily ever after.
for three weeks.
We treated eachother with respect. For the three whole weeks. We hung out a lot more often. For three whole weeks. I told you everything. For three whole weeks. I was even goign to tell you something not anyone knows about me - LOL, WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THNKING? For three whole weeks, every song i heard on the radio made me think of you.
You really don't know how much i risked for you. My friends hated me for talking to you. I lied to my mom, my dad, and several of my friends.
I creeped your facebook, and I realized you seemed to be really close with the female of the peters. The female peter who had fucked my ex boyfriend when i was away on vacatio in NYC last year. It angered me, oh god, did it ever. But I decided you were trustable, and that you weren't flirting with her behind my back. I realize all of this seemed unethical, partly because the two of us weren't REALLY together, but we were close... so close.
My parents decided to take a vacation to some nice warm place! HOLLAAAA. You were the first person I told. You told me you would miss me. That you'd basically be dead while I was gone. Lies. Lies lies lies. Honestly, i was really uneasy about leaving the country for a week and leaving you behind with the female version of peter. You two had been hanging out really often... But I toughed it out, and decided I'd have one hell of a time in our vacation destination anyways. AND THAT I DID.
While I was there, I met a guy. A guy who treated me with respect all day, evey day. He gave me flowers. Kisses on the hand, the cheeks. He never once tried anything with me, and I was actually the one to make the first move. I tell y'gardeners in Cuba have so much more personality and heart than college students. fuck. For the whole week, i forgot about you. It was such a good week. But then I had to leave. I had to leave behind the guy I had met, and I had to leave behidn the warm climate and palm trees - for you.
When I got back, I checked my phone. 5 new texts from you.
1. I miss you!
2. I know you wont get these until you get back, but i miss you. so much.
3. Just 3 more days!
4. When you get back, I want to hear all of your stories. Every single one. Miss you.
5. I hear you got back in Canada an hour ago. why didnt you text me?
I knew then that I had nothign to be worried about. you weren't goign to hook up with anyone else while I was gone.
HAH.
I texted you back, and you were different. Awkward. Shy. I asked you what was up, and you told me you didnt want to tell me, because I'd get mad. I pried it out of you. You kissed the female version of peter. I wasn't mad. Not at all. I had kissed a nice Cuban boy. So what? Oh, no. You didnt just kiss her. you FUCKED her. I was obviously furious. You told me my reaction was pathetic. yes, you called me pathetic. You know you're a man, when?
We tried to get our shit back together, piece together what fell apart. We tried several times. I tried so hard for you, peter. All you did was obsess about how she had gone off and fucked several other guys. it's a thing called karma, peter. Ever heard of it? I got fed up with you and your whining about that girl. It made me upset that you had the nerve to talk about her TO ME. OF ALL PEOPLE. ME? have you got no consideration for my feelings? You're a selfish fuck, you know that?
So I snapped one day. I told you off. I todl you exactly what i thought about you. How you have bad skin, I can do better, You're a skeezbag and nothing but a jerk who guts on highschool girls because you can't get any your own age. And it's true. You kept denying it, but come on. I knew you knew it was all true. Every word I said, WAS TRUE. You replied, telling me I wasn't that great of a person either. And why would you think that? because I wouldnt put out for you. No. I have morals. I have values. I have a fucking brain, unlike the female version of you, peter. I have self respect. We stopped talking right after that. For a whole month.
Then lastnight, I went to a party. I didn't think of you once that night. I was downing coolers like I was a camel who hadnt drank water for half a year. And damn it felt good. It felt good to laugh again, to REALLY laugh. Not a stupid forced, fake laugh like I always did around you. it felt good to be around REAL friends. people who like me for me. Not what I look like, how small I am, but because I AM ME. Then my friend stole my phone from my pocket, and texted you. And told you off.
trust me babe, I'm not the only one who is pissed off. Honestly, I think you hurt my friends more than you hurt me. My friend texted you two full pages of hate. Telling you, that you're disgusting. How you need to get your shit together. You texted back. Surprisingly. I was drunk. I texted you back. We made up. I regret it.
The next day I texted you and apologized for the obnoxious drunken texts. You wanted to talk aftr you got off work. I agreed. WHY did I agree? Part of me feels bad for you. the other part of me wants to still be friends. but I know I cant be your friend without gaining feelings for you - again. So, Peter.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you're disgusting, unclean, not able to get a REAL girlfriend without fucking things up. I'm sorry my mum called you a pedophile to your face. I apologize for texting you lastnight. If I was in the right state of mind, I wouldn't have.
you're gross.
Sincerely,
the only person who ever saw the good in you.
I HATE PETER WHO IS NOT COOL AT ALL
dear peter,
I would just like to tell you how much that I hate you. You are not cool, at all. You think you are, but you're not. I can't believe that I ever hooked up with you. You only thought about how you thought and never once stopped to think how it would make me feel. You think that you can get hella girls, but you can't. People don't like you. They pretend to be your friend at school but in reality they think you're annoying as fuck. You are constantly saying mean things about people and telling me all the things you hate about them-how is that ok? Oh, and what pisses me off the most, is how you think that you are ghetto- you're not. You are one of the whitest people I've ever seen. I can't believe I ever thought that hooking up with you was a good idea, and I can't believe that guys like you exist in the world. You don't deserve me or any other girl in this world.
Sincerely, The person who hates you the most!
I would just like to tell you how much that I hate you. You are not cool, at all. You think you are, but you're not. I can't believe that I ever hooked up with you. You only thought about how you thought and never once stopped to think how it would make me feel. You think that you can get hella girls, but you can't. People don't like you. They pretend to be your friend at school but in reality they think you're annoying as fuck. You are constantly saying mean things about people and telling me all the things you hate about them-how is that ok? Oh, and what pisses me off the most, is how you think that you are ghetto- you're not. You are one of the whitest people I've ever seen. I can't believe I ever thought that hooking up with you was a good idea, and I can't believe that guys like you exist in the world. You don't deserve me or any other girl in this world.
Sincerely, The person who hates you the most!
I HATE PETER WHO KEEPS MAKING MUSIC
I hate you Peter, STOP MAKING MUSIC! You sound like a bunch of roosters being slaughtered and you dress like you're colorblind. I feel sor
I HATE PETER WHO IS A STUPID FAT ASS AND OVERALL DOUCHE
I hate you Peter for being a stupid fatass and being an overall douche. I regret ever liking you and being friends with you. I hate your t
I HATE PETER WHO IS AN ATTENTION-SEEKING WHORE
Dear Peter,
I hate you. Yeah, I said it. You are an attention-seeking whore, who keeps trying to come onto my boyfriend. And yet, you pretend to be friends with me so the world doesn't see you for the bitch you are. Just because you're having problems with your own boyfriend does not give you the right to hang onto mine. You think I don't know, but I do.
You're always wearing tiny little shorts or skank-dresses because you think that turns him on. Well guess what? He doesn't think you're pretty. He only hangs out with you because he doesn't have a clue what a backstabbing bitch you really. He is such a good person and thinks he can help all of his friends, and that's the only thing you are to him: a friend with a problem.
By the way, I know that you're the one that's trying to turn all of my friends against me. You were the one that told me one of my friends hates me because I said something out of line. Guess what? We talked and realized you made the whole damn thing up because you wanted to start drama against me. I hope you and your boyfriend, who really is a nice guy that you're just screwing over, break up and you fall down a flight of stairs.
Have a nice day!
I hate you. Yeah, I said it. You are an attention-seeking whore, who keeps trying to come onto my boyfriend. And yet, you pretend to be friends with me so the world doesn't see you for the bitch you are. Just because you're having problems with your own boyfriend does not give you the right to hang onto mine. You think I don't know, but I do.
You're always wearing tiny little shorts or skank-dresses because you think that turns him on. Well guess what? He doesn't think you're pretty. He only hangs out with you because he doesn't have a clue what a backstabbing bitch you really. He is such a good person and thinks he can help all of his friends, and that's the only thing you are to him: a friend with a problem.
By the way, I know that you're the one that's trying to turn all of my friends against me. You were the one that told me one of my friends hates me because I said something out of line. Guess what? We talked and realized you made the whole damn thing up because you wanted to start drama against me. I hope you and your boyfriend, who really is a nice guy that you're just screwing over, break up and you fall down a flight of stairs.
Have a nice day!
I HATE WHO FORGETS WHO HER BEST FRIENDS ARE
I hate you Peter. I hate you for forgetting who your real friends are. Even though I feel relieved that I finnaly don't have to put up with you and your whining about your pathetic life anymore, I still hate you. I hate you so much you make me want to grab the nearest object to me and break it. You changed, from my best friend to a stupid, pathetic whiny attention seeking slut who cares about nobody but yourself. EVen your precious boyfriend has dumped you. Now you've fallen flat on your stupid ass. I hope you are miserable. I hope you cry yourself to sleep every night. You probably already did that - now you've just got nobody to complain to or to blame (because everything that went wrong with your life was somehow 'my fault' because 'I' was being a prick apparently). Oh poor little rich girl, who has everything handed to her by her parents, yet she doesn't appreciate fuck all. You think you have so many problems - yet when was the last time you asked me how I was doing. I have news for you - WE ALL GOT PROBLEMS, SO SUCK IT, BITCH. You ordered me around, like I was your little worker bee, and you were Queen. 'Go get this, go get that'. Fuck that. Get it yourself. So you and your little chav friends can go and do whatever you do - be sluts, wear designer knock-offs (or real ones for you, since your dad gives whatever to his 'little princess'), cheat on your on/off boyfriend, who in the time that it's taken me to write this you have got back together with again. You controlling bitch. You can't stand to see anyone else in control. You cheat on your boyfriend (with that other Peter), slag me off behind my back to those other little Peter sluts, and generally control people weaker than you. Maybe its my fault for putting up with you FOR SO DAMN LONG. There are so many things I want to say to you, slut, but I'll leave you with one - Karma is a bitch :) Your ex bestfriend.
I HATE PETER WHO IS SO FRICKING ANNOYING
I HATE PETER BECAUSE HES SO FRICKING ANNOYING!
Why are you such a massive prick?
You're so unecessary in my life...but somehow you stuck your FAT head into my life!
what the hell is wrong with you?
you chirpsed me, i wasn't interested...and then you keep trying.
the flattery at first was nice but now its like FUCK OFF!
YOU'RE SUCH A WHORE!
and then you get your 'brethren' to bell me and threaten me?! Who the fuck do you think you are?
urgh...just leave.
Why are you such a massive prick?
You're so unecessary in my life...but somehow you stuck your FAT head into my life!
what the hell is wrong with you?
you chirpsed me, i wasn't interested...and then you keep trying.
the flattery at first was nice but now its like FUCK OFF!
YOU'RE SUCH A WHORE!
and then you get your 'brethren' to bell me and threaten me?! Who the fuck do you think you are?
urgh...just leave.
I HATE PETER WHO GIVES LESBIANS A BAD NAME
dear peter, i hate you for using women just for sex. you're a slut and i cant believe i wasted my time with you. good thing you didnt have your way with me because theres no telling what i would have caught. i tried to stay out of your path of distruction. i learned my lesson the first time but you just keep popping up. i wish i never had to see you. you took what i wanted and god only knows why someone would be stupid enough to vote for you but i guess that says alot about society. a majority are idiots so maybe you should lead them. but whats worse, i saw you today with your grubby little claws all over MY friend. you're just going to suck him into your stupid little game where you sleep with him then dump him and play the victim. you dont fool me. you're just a bad liar and you hated the way i could always see through that pittiful looks. if you hurt him so help me god you will regret crossing me. one day all those pitty stories are going to bite you in the ass. karmas a bitch and you're in for hell.
I HATE PETER WHO MAKES ME FEEL INSECURE AND WORTHLESS
I hate you peter for always making me feel insecure.
I hate you Peter for always making me feel worthless.
If you didn't want to put up with me Peter, then why did you even have
kids?
I hate you Peter for always taking my brothers side, never letting me
even get a word in.
I hate you Peter for finding someone to replace my father.
I hate you Peter for never understanding how I feel, never
understanding how much pain your first born is always in, for never
understanding that all I've ever wanted is to be happy, to be complete.
I hate you Peter for never letting me be who I really want to be,
always wanting me to be just like you.
I hate you Peter for making me work so hard to just get some
recognition.
I hate you peter for bringing me into this world to be tormented and
tortured my entire life.
I hate you Peter. Why don't you love me Peter? Why can't you accept me
for me Peter? I hate you Peter.
I hate you Peter for always making me feel worthless.
If you didn't want to put up with me Peter, then why did you even have
kids?
I hate you Peter for always taking my brothers side, never letting me
even get a word in.
I hate you Peter for finding someone to replace my father.
I hate you Peter for never understanding how I feel, never
understanding how much pain your first born is always in, for never
understanding that all I've ever wanted is to be happy, to be complete.
I hate you Peter for never letting me be who I really want to be,
always wanting me to be just like you.
I hate you Peter for making me work so hard to just get some
recognition.
I hate you peter for bringing me into this world to be tormented and
tortured my entire life.
I hate you Peter. Why don't you love me Peter? Why can't you accept me
for me Peter? I hate you Peter.
I HATE PETER WHO IS SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND
Your supposed to be my friend Peter but your such a bitch. What the fuck is wrong with you? Why do you need to have everything about you? I really don't want to be friends with you anymore, you hold me back and make me feel like shit because you get jealous of someone when their life is going ok. You get off of insulting people because you feel shit about yourself but you can't handle anyone saying something about you! Your a brat, you bitch about all the things that you don't have when you are so lucky. Peter if I have to hear you complain about how hard you life is I think I will have to shoot you. I can't even begin to describe how much I hate you. I seriously believe you will have no friends later on as you push everyone away from you, you think I need you but I don't I don't even consider you my friend anymore I can't wait to finish high school and never talk to you again. I think your part of the reason why I am not happy.
You know what else Peter your UGLY and FAT! And you make the most stupid expressions when you are in front of a camera. You think your going to move to London and go to Oxford! Ha with what money? You spend it all on fugly clothes and you don't do any work how do you expect to get in. I laughed when you failed that test because you deserved it.
You know what else Peter your UGLY and FAT! And you make the most stupid expressions when you are in front of a camera. You think your going to move to London and go to Oxford! Ha with what money? You spend it all on fugly clothes and you don't do any work how do you expect to get in. I laughed when you failed that test because you deserved it.
I HATE PETER WHO WILL NEVER BE OVER HIS EX
Peter, you are the biggest piece of shit I have ever met. You are exactly what everyone of your "friends" said you were. You will never find anything better than me. Oh, and thanks for taking my trust and obliterating it. Awesome job, buddy. Why would you want to date someone if you are still in love with someone else? It just doesn't make any logical sense. I want to take back all of the time I gave you (THE GAS MONEY TOO). I told the boys about how the sex lasted A SINGLE MINUTE (swear I'm not elaborating and Peter knows it). You will always be under Voldemort's powers and you know it; so, just stop playing with people's feelings (note I said PEOPLE and not GIRLS). Remember that story about how the guy bashed in your jeep's windows and slashed the tires? Yeah, I'm pissed he thought of it before I did because now I would just look tacky. You deserve it. You disgust me. I should not have given you a chance. I'm so glad that everyone hates you. Thanks for lying to the point where I'm not even sure that you can tell what's true or not anymore. Way to go, asshole. Peter, you suck. Peter, you suck. Peter, your music is fucking terrible.
xoxo,
Best Girlfriend You'll Never Get Back....Ever.
xoxo,
Best Girlfriend You'll Never Get Back....Ever.
I HATE PETER WHO WROTE ME A BUNCH OF GREAT AND ROMANTIC TEXTS
I hate you Peter! I hate the day when we met. When I first saw you
there in front of the bookshop. I hate you for writing me all those
great and romantic texts saying that you want to live with me with
this or that dog in this or that house with this or that car. Wake up
from your fucking day dreaming. I hate you for all those skyping and
sending me kisses over the cam. I hate myself for allowing you into my
heart, my home, and for slowly opening up to you. I hate that moment
when you were lying on the bed looking me straight in the eyes all
smitten away. I fucking hate you cause you said you love me and how
that's something no one can forbid you to say or feel. I hate you for
saying that you want both me and your boyfriend. Hello mr. Gold
digger, I'm not going to be your toy nor do I want to be with someone
false & someone who's lying about their relationship - remember when
you said that you and your beau are having it open in terms of seeing
other people? And then you showered every time after we fucked. I hate
you for lying to both him and me. I hate you for being so cute and
vulnerable while I was making love to you. It was love making, or did
I misinterpret everything you said while you were naked on my bed with
your legs around me.
I hate you for buying me a t-shirt in Japan, which you wore, cause you
ran out of clean clothes; or was it the guilt and the paranoia - maybe
you simply didn't want your beau to notice your gift for me. You know
what, I don't care anymore, you can shove that shirt down your throat
and choke on it. You twisted son of a gun. And yet, that makes me
twisted as well, twisted for being with you for those two and a half
months. I hate every night when you txtd me romantic BS and then went
to bed next to your beau. How the hell can you look him or your petty
chubby... oh, excuse me, stocky self in the mirror and feel okay.
And I HATE you for not taking your shirt off that easily while we had
sex... felt little insecure, huh? well, shove a big cork up your mouth
and stop eating if you're unhappy by the way you look. I certainly
don't need to deal with that. Ever again.
I hate you for coming back from Japan and then spending time on a
dating web site (as one of my friends told me and emailed me a
screenshot. Oh boy, I felt so humiliated and ashamed), whereas you
could've spent your time with me - I would've found the time, no
matter how filled up my weekend is with work.
I hate when you asked me on Thursday if I was still looking that hot
and sexy... You could've stepped down from your phantasy Lego world
and see it for yourself.
I love myself for feeling like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction right
now and I feel truly sorry for your boyfriend - I can only hope for
his sake that you guys really are having an open relationship thing
going on, otherwise, you are one two timing cheater and idiot and you
don't deserve either one of us. Oh and guess what, from next Friday
onwards, I'm living alone in my fab apartment and I'll be having a
blast. Enjoy your chocolate eating Sundays, build with those plastic
Danish bricks imaginary life you'll never have and study medicine so
that at least one good thing about you will do good to humanity.
May we never ever cross our paths again.
Bye Bye Peter
P.S. You wonder why you have all those problems with your iPhone? Why
are those CS people giving you headaches... Karma, buddy, karma. Not
only in relation to what you did with me, but also to what you did to
all others before. Gosh, I feel sorry for those who will come your
way...
there in front of the bookshop. I hate you for writing me all those
great and romantic texts saying that you want to live with me with
this or that dog in this or that house with this or that car. Wake up
from your fucking day dreaming. I hate you for all those skyping and
sending me kisses over the cam. I hate myself for allowing you into my
heart, my home, and for slowly opening up to you. I hate that moment
when you were lying on the bed looking me straight in the eyes all
smitten away. I fucking hate you cause you said you love me and how
that's something no one can forbid you to say or feel. I hate you for
saying that you want both me and your boyfriend. Hello mr. Gold
digger, I'm not going to be your toy nor do I want to be with someone
false & someone who's lying about their relationship - remember when
you said that you and your beau are having it open in terms of seeing
other people? And then you showered every time after we fucked. I hate
you for lying to both him and me. I hate you for being so cute and
vulnerable while I was making love to you. It was love making, or did
I misinterpret everything you said while you were naked on my bed with
your legs around me.
I hate you for buying me a t-shirt in Japan, which you wore, cause you
ran out of clean clothes; or was it the guilt and the paranoia - maybe
you simply didn't want your beau to notice your gift for me. You know
what, I don't care anymore, you can shove that shirt down your throat
and choke on it. You twisted son of a gun. And yet, that makes me
twisted as well, twisted for being with you for those two and a half
months. I hate every night when you txtd me romantic BS and then went
to bed next to your beau. How the hell can you look him or your petty
chubby... oh, excuse me, stocky self in the mirror and feel okay.
And I HATE you for not taking your shirt off that easily while we had
sex... felt little insecure, huh? well, shove a big cork up your mouth
and stop eating if you're unhappy by the way you look. I certainly
don't need to deal with that. Ever again.
I hate you for coming back from Japan and then spending time on a
dating web site (as one of my friends told me and emailed me a
screenshot. Oh boy, I felt so humiliated and ashamed), whereas you
could've spent your time with me - I would've found the time, no
matter how filled up my weekend is with work.
I hate when you asked me on Thursday if I was still looking that hot
and sexy... You could've stepped down from your phantasy Lego world
and see it for yourself.
I love myself for feeling like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction right
now and I feel truly sorry for your boyfriend - I can only hope for
his sake that you guys really are having an open relationship thing
going on, otherwise, you are one two timing cheater and idiot and you
don't deserve either one of us. Oh and guess what, from next Friday
onwards, I'm living alone in my fab apartment and I'll be having a
blast. Enjoy your chocolate eating Sundays, build with those plastic
Danish bricks imaginary life you'll never have and study medicine so
that at least one good thing about you will do good to humanity.
May we never ever cross our paths again.
Bye Bye Peter
P.S. You wonder why you have all those problems with your iPhone? Why
are those CS people giving you headaches... Karma, buddy, karma. Not
only in relation to what you did with me, but also to what you did to
all others before. Gosh, I feel sorry for those who will come your
way...
I HATE PETER WHO TALKS TO ME LIKE SOME PIECE OF RUBBISH
Peter, is there any reason for you to talk to me like I'm some piece of rubbish you stood on? Do you really need to analyse me? Maybe you just do it to pee me off?
I don't understand WHY you psychoanalyse me, Peter. Do you think it makes me feel better? I don't NEED it from you. It scares me that you do it. It scares me that you know all this stuff about me, my past and you bring it up like I need reminding. I'm never going to forget what happened and how it affects us. I realise it isn't easy for you, but it isn't peachy for me either. Seeing you every day reminds me of when things weren't okay. When everything was awful and I was barely surviving. I know you were there, Peter, but you didn't help me, if anything you made if harder to function.
I don't know why I'm still with you, Peter. You frighten me but I think I love someone else. They aren't like you which is why I'm drawn to them.
I'm sorry Peter but I'm pretty sure we're over. I just need to tell you. I'll find a way.
Goodbye Peter.
From, Always Holding On.
I don't understand WHY you psychoanalyse me, Peter. Do you think it makes me feel better? I don't NEED it from you. It scares me that you do it. It scares me that you know all this stuff about me, my past and you bring it up like I need reminding. I'm never going to forget what happened and how it affects us. I realise it isn't easy for you, but it isn't peachy for me either. Seeing you every day reminds me of when things weren't okay. When everything was awful and I was barely surviving. I know you were there, Peter, but you didn't help me, if anything you made if harder to function.
I don't know why I'm still with you, Peter. You frighten me but I think I love someone else. They aren't like you which is why I'm drawn to them.
I'm sorry Peter but I'm pretty sure we're over. I just need to tell you. I'll find a way.
Goodbye Peter.
From, Always Holding On.
I HATE PETER WHO IS MALICIOUS AND HEARTLESS
I hate you Peter. I hate you for being a bitch to me. I'm tired of you treating me like I'm less than you. I am not retarded, in fact I'm a hell of a lot smarter than you. I deck you in every argument, but you manipulate and hurt me at the core. You're malicious and heartless, you are mean, cruel, and selfish. I'm done being there for you. You only care about me when it's convenient, that's not friendship. I am not your friend. I am not a possession of yours that you can set aside when you're tired of me. I need someone to trust, and i know i cannot trust you. You lie to me, you lie about me, you're rude to me, you try to tell me what to do. I know who I am, I have a strong sense of self, I am independent, strong willed, and entirely capable of achieving my dreams. You are not like me. You are jealous, and insecure, and afraid. I will not let you tear me down anymore. Goodbye Peter, you filthy fuck.
I HATE PETER WHO THROWS HER OWN CO-WORKER UNDER THE BUS
Peter, I hate you. You are a kiss ass who is two faced and throws your own co-worker under the bus when you do the same exact thing. You can sit around in the office on farmville and facebook, but when I'm in there because I was asked to do a favor you have to taddle tale to the boss. You are a 30 year old woman with a husband and kids, grow the hell up. Just because you kiss everyone's ass and hangout with the boss outside of work doesn't mean you treat your co-workers like shit. Ever since you became close with a certain person at work you think you're so cool. You're married you scumbag, stop flirting with 18 year old boys.
-Pissed off in NJ
-Pissed off in NJ
I HATE PETER WHO I WANT TO DIVORCE
Peter, i really really hate u. there is nothing else for me to say. how could i ever fall in love wt u. now i just want a divorce. i hate u for bein nothin, u r still a small boy, no future, nothing, and i have enough of takin care how we will manage our lives. am better, i deserve better. i want children, but not wt u, coz actually u r like my child,, not husband. peter, u make me sick, any time i hear ur voice, i see ur face, i think of u, no matter, anything about u makes me feel disgust. peter, u made me cry a million times b4. but it seems like am dried, am feelin better without u, so just come back and give me our certificate, i will give it to lawyer. i dont need u, its u who needs me. but i dont want it anymore. u, peter, u ruined my life and i am pickin up stone for stone, and build it up again. and i wont involve u anymore. i will never. coz peter, u r not a man, 30yrs u still have nothin. and u will stay nothin. u r not responsible to anyone. maybe u'll find another stupid woman. coz for me its over. if at least sex wt u would b good, but not even that. wt u i will never grow. u r a lazy, stupid little boy, u will never grow, u will never b what i need. and never will u have me again. my feelings for u r gone. and each day i feel better. and peter, believe me, just go. no matter what u do, i wll never want u back. u hurt me often enough, not even realizing that u did. so stop wastin my time and nerves, peter, u will never b someone. u will always be nothing. so pls, go, b nothing somewhere else.
i want a better man, i know i will have.
goodbye, peter, ur wife, who stopped carin and atopped lovin u
i want a better man, i know i will have.
goodbye, peter, ur wife, who stopped carin and atopped lovin u
I HATE PETER WHO LIES AND I ALSO HATE PETER WHO IS BETTER
i hate peter who lies
i hate you for picking up the pieces that he shattered.
i hate you for making me let you in
i hate that i trusted you.
i hate that i was stupid enough to believe you love me.
i hate that everynight after we got off the phone, that while i was thanking god for such a wonderful boyfriend that you were probably on the phone with her. saying the same things you told me.
i hate you because i know you're better with her.
i hate that you dont think you did anything wrong
and i absolutely HATE the fact that i dont even think i deserve to be treated better. because you obviously dont either.
I hate Peter who is better
i hate you for having him before me
i hate you for giving him all the things that i cant
i hate you for being better
i hate you for bringing to life every single insecurity that i have ever had.
i hate you for ruining it. you should have let me go on in my ignorant bliss because i cant handle knowing this.
i hate you.
i hate you more than anything in the world
most of all i hate you because i have no reason to hate you. you had him first. and i hate you because i had no idea.
i bet you hate me just the same.
i hate you for picking up the pieces that he shattered.
i hate you for making me let you in
i hate that i trusted you.
i hate that i was stupid enough to believe you love me.
i hate that everynight after we got off the phone, that while i was thanking god for such a wonderful boyfriend that you were probably on the phone with her. saying the same things you told me.
i hate you because i know you're better with her.
i hate that you dont think you did anything wrong
and i absolutely HATE the fact that i dont even think i deserve to be treated better. because you obviously dont either.
I hate Peter who is better
i hate you for having him before me
i hate you for giving him all the things that i cant
i hate you for being better
i hate you for bringing to life every single insecurity that i have ever had.
i hate you for ruining it. you should have let me go on in my ignorant bliss because i cant handle knowing this.
i hate you.
i hate you more than anything in the world
most of all i hate you because i have no reason to hate you. you had him first. and i hate you because i had no idea.
i bet you hate me just the same.
I HATE PETER WHO DENIED ALL THE LOVE
I hate you for all the love you denied. I hate you for all the pain you've made me go through. I hate you for never wanting just me. I hate you for leaving me so many times and I hate you for hurting me. I hate you more than I can fathom. The sad thing is I can't hate you even a little bit though. Not even after the stupid shit you've done or the things you've said to make me hurt.
I HATE PETER WHO CAN'T GET OVER THE PAST
Look Peter,
I told you I wanted nothing to do with you over a year ago. The police contacted you personally to warn you about playing on my phone. You almost lost your job and went to jail for stalking and harassment because you couldn't get over the fact we weren't friends anymore. You still go around talking shit about me to people I know or used to be associated with. You'll stop in your tracks whenever you see me in the street just to stare at me and see what the fuck I'm doing. Get over it! I'm too through with you! I want nothing to do with you now or ever again!
The only reason why you are still mad is because I told you the honest truth about yourself in the end. You knew I was right when I called your bluff about trying to cause problems in MY house and having the nerve to criticize me when your life is nothing more than one big ass dysfunctional ghetto soap opera. You are a fucking liar and a thief. You know you stole from my house and blamed it on an innocent person because you wanted him out of the way. It killed you to see that I was FINALLY minding my own business and living my own life instead of being your damn sugar tit all the time. You just had to show your ass and try to play me but you ended up playing yourself because you lost the only TRUE friend you've ever had in your life. I was the only person besides your mother that did anything to help you and your children after your wack ass baby's daddy left your skank ass. The entire time you used me when all I tried to do was fucking help you back on your feet. I wasted three fucking years of my life trying to help you become a better person. EVERYONE (my family, friends, the authorities, and even YOUR OWN MOTHER AND EX) warned me that you weren't shit and to leave your ass alone. I saw your nasty ways during the friendship but I still remained loyal. I should've listened to them because they were right!
I paid to move you out of your old place into that new apartment. I almost lost my job to keep an eye on your kids because your broke ass couldn't afford child care. It was me (and my older sister) that got clothing for your children when they had nothing to wear. Shit, your kids had Easter dinner and baskets because I paid for it! You came up in my shit almost everyday and ate MY food and used MY stuff without replacing it or offering to chip in. Every fucking week you called or came to my house at all times of the day and night to cry about some dude that humped and dumped your stupid ass. I never got a "thank you" for any of that shit! Instead I had to put up with death threats from that psycho ass, deadbeat, Uncle Tom baby daddy of yours. I put up with your fat, stinking, lazy, nasty, no shower taking, begging ass sister when she tried to bring drama to my house. I've had females I didn't even know coming to my house wanting to fight because you have your legs open wide for everybody's man. Worst of all, people in my neighborhood started to look at me crazy because you were the one screwing everybody at my apartment complex. I couldn't even take my daughter out to play or check the mail without strange looks from people because you wanted to whore around where I stay at! I almost got a bad reputation because I was associated with a ho like you!
Peter, you're a complete fuck up. Everybody knows it. People have always talked about you like a dog and will continue to do so because you live foul as fuck. You dropped out of school before you were 16. You spent your youth chasing dick, getting wasted on drugs and alcohol, hanging out with a bunch of degenerates, giving your parents trouble, and trying to be grown. You ended up having two kids by the age of 18 with a 25 year old bum that didn't give two shits about you and definitely didn't give a shit about the kids. He kept his foot in your ass and didn't even have a pot to piss in but you stayed with him over ten years because your weak ass needed an excuse to feel sorry for yourself and get sympathy from others. You've had that mentality all your life because you were never strong enough to grow the fuck up, be an adult, and handle your business. Nobody is to blame for your fucked up "life" except you. Don't blame your family and ex for your actions and behavior. YOU put yourself in fucked up predicaments again and again then expect people to stop everything to come to your rescue. That's the REAL reason why you always have drama and nothing good ever comes your way.
Another thing you should know is that you're an obnoxious, immature, trashy, disgusting, ugly, hatin' ass, scarred up, meth whore looking bitch. You were fucking jealous of me and you know it! You wished you had it like me and still do! I may not be as rich as Oprah or fine as Beyonce but I'm real. People like me because I don't try to be something I'm not. I get respect because I don't get off on fucking people over. I remember all those things you've ever said about me behind my back. It didn't bother me at all because I'm very secure with myself. Unlike you, I'm not sorry white trash in blackface. I'm the smart, strong, sexy, charismatic, and black woman you WISH you could be! Do you really think all the black people you know laugh and joke with you out of acceptance and love? Hell no! The sad truth is that they (and everyone else) are laughing in your face because you're a sad ass joke. You make an ass of yourself because you try to be something you're not. You'll never be accepted by just because you've fucked more blacks that Hurricane Katrina and speak fluent Ebonics. Please believe it has nothing to do with your looks or personality. You lack both! Bitch, you didn't even own a real piece of jewelery or wear good makeup until you hung around me anyways. You look like fucking shit. No guy worth having would ever want to take you out or introduce you to his people because you're a hot mess. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You have those nasty ass suicide scars all over your arms, big dark circles around your eyes, and stringy ass nasty looking hair. Then your body is disgusting too. You're not the shit just because you're slim. You have no kind of shape whatsoever. Everyone says you are strung out on drugs because you look like a crackwhore. I'd swear you're somewhere around 40 instead of 29 because you are ran the fuck over!
Peter you are nothing but a pile of hot, nasty, stinking shit. It's no surprise to me anymore why your own father and brothers want nothing to do with you. I also see why you could never keep any real friends or have a healthy relationship with any guy you were ever involved with. Get your shit together. Concentrate on getting your GED, get a real makeover, and check yourself into a psychiatric ward. Do you and stop worrying about me. You get no love from me you dirty cunt.
Signed,
So Over It
(Columbus, GA)
I told you I wanted nothing to do with you over a year ago. The police contacted you personally to warn you about playing on my phone. You almost lost your job and went to jail for stalking and harassment because you couldn't get over the fact we weren't friends anymore. You still go around talking shit about me to people I know or used to be associated with. You'll stop in your tracks whenever you see me in the street just to stare at me and see what the fuck I'm doing. Get over it! I'm too through with you! I want nothing to do with you now or ever again!
The only reason why you are still mad is because I told you the honest truth about yourself in the end. You knew I was right when I called your bluff about trying to cause problems in MY house and having the nerve to criticize me when your life is nothing more than one big ass dysfunctional ghetto soap opera. You are a fucking liar and a thief. You know you stole from my house and blamed it on an innocent person because you wanted him out of the way. It killed you to see that I was FINALLY minding my own business and living my own life instead of being your damn sugar tit all the time. You just had to show your ass and try to play me but you ended up playing yourself because you lost the only TRUE friend you've ever had in your life. I was the only person besides your mother that did anything to help you and your children after your wack ass baby's daddy left your skank ass. The entire time you used me when all I tried to do was fucking help you back on your feet. I wasted three fucking years of my life trying to help you become a better person. EVERYONE (my family, friends, the authorities, and even YOUR OWN MOTHER AND EX) warned me that you weren't shit and to leave your ass alone. I saw your nasty ways during the friendship but I still remained loyal. I should've listened to them because they were right!
I paid to move you out of your old place into that new apartment. I almost lost my job to keep an eye on your kids because your broke ass couldn't afford child care. It was me (and my older sister) that got clothing for your children when they had nothing to wear. Shit, your kids had Easter dinner and baskets because I paid for it! You came up in my shit almost everyday and ate MY food and used MY stuff without replacing it or offering to chip in. Every fucking week you called or came to my house at all times of the day and night to cry about some dude that humped and dumped your stupid ass. I never got a "thank you" for any of that shit! Instead I had to put up with death threats from that psycho ass, deadbeat, Uncle Tom baby daddy of yours. I put up with your fat, stinking, lazy, nasty, no shower taking, begging ass sister when she tried to bring drama to my house. I've had females I didn't even know coming to my house wanting to fight because you have your legs open wide for everybody's man. Worst of all, people in my neighborhood started to look at me crazy because you were the one screwing everybody at my apartment complex. I couldn't even take my daughter out to play or check the mail without strange looks from people because you wanted to whore around where I stay at! I almost got a bad reputation because I was associated with a ho like you!
Peter, you're a complete fuck up. Everybody knows it. People have always talked about you like a dog and will continue to do so because you live foul as fuck. You dropped out of school before you were 16. You spent your youth chasing dick, getting wasted on drugs and alcohol, hanging out with a bunch of degenerates, giving your parents trouble, and trying to be grown. You ended up having two kids by the age of 18 with a 25 year old bum that didn't give two shits about you and definitely didn't give a shit about the kids. He kept his foot in your ass and didn't even have a pot to piss in but you stayed with him over ten years because your weak ass needed an excuse to feel sorry for yourself and get sympathy from others. You've had that mentality all your life because you were never strong enough to grow the fuck up, be an adult, and handle your business. Nobody is to blame for your fucked up "life" except you. Don't blame your family and ex for your actions and behavior. YOU put yourself in fucked up predicaments again and again then expect people to stop everything to come to your rescue. That's the REAL reason why you always have drama and nothing good ever comes your way.
Another thing you should know is that you're an obnoxious, immature, trashy, disgusting, ugly, hatin' ass, scarred up, meth whore looking bitch. You were fucking jealous of me and you know it! You wished you had it like me and still do! I may not be as rich as Oprah or fine as Beyonce but I'm real. People like me because I don't try to be something I'm not. I get respect because I don't get off on fucking people over. I remember all those things you've ever said about me behind my back. It didn't bother me at all because I'm very secure with myself. Unlike you, I'm not sorry white trash in blackface. I'm the smart, strong, sexy, charismatic, and black woman you WISH you could be! Do you really think all the black people you know laugh and joke with you out of acceptance and love? Hell no! The sad truth is that they (and everyone else) are laughing in your face because you're a sad ass joke. You make an ass of yourself because you try to be something you're not. You'll never be accepted by just because you've fucked more blacks that Hurricane Katrina and speak fluent Ebonics. Please believe it has nothing to do with your looks or personality. You lack both! Bitch, you didn't even own a real piece of jewelery or wear good makeup until you hung around me anyways. You look like fucking shit. No guy worth having would ever want to take you out or introduce you to his people because you're a hot mess. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You have those nasty ass suicide scars all over your arms, big dark circles around your eyes, and stringy ass nasty looking hair. Then your body is disgusting too. You're not the shit just because you're slim. You have no kind of shape whatsoever. Everyone says you are strung out on drugs because you look like a crackwhore. I'd swear you're somewhere around 40 instead of 29 because you are ran the fuck over!
Peter you are nothing but a pile of hot, nasty, stinking shit. It's no surprise to me anymore why your own father and brothers want nothing to do with you. I also see why you could never keep any real friends or have a healthy relationship with any guy you were ever involved with. Get your shit together. Concentrate on getting your GED, get a real makeover, and check yourself into a psychiatric ward. Do you and stop worrying about me. You get no love from me you dirty cunt.
Signed,
So Over It
(Columbus, GA)
I HATE PETER WHO IS MY BOSS
You are such a lazy loud mouth cow. You scream your lungs at your
staff cuz you are so burned out and frustrated with your own life.
Your husband is a shuck who uses you like a maid and show item. Your
son is a loser who cannot even make it through one year at college.
And you sad daughter is a simple girl who you keep in the shadow of
life cuz you are shamed f her simple mind. You preach god fearing
ideology and take time off everyday work to pray and be holy, while
you hurt god’s most vulnerable creatures, the mentally ill. When I
watched you smirk in joy at that poor schizophrenic client and enjoy
her out of control burst I just wanted to smack your teeth out. You
saw me look at you with disgust and you ran away cuz you know what you
have done you dumb cow.
You know you are a fat loud burned out bitch and you go nuts when
someone better than you start working for real. You do all that is in
you power to stop them cuz you know once the big boss sees that you
will be reduced to what you really are; a log keeper and a driver for
the big boss.
You preach at me cuz I do not pray and I date a guy from another
religion. Who do you think you are you lil bitch???
I am ignoring you and it kills you cuz you know you cannot do a thing
about it. The big boss said I should IGNORE you cuz you are jealous of
how fast I am moving up while you are doing log ins after 12 years of
working in this place.
You cover up cuz you have no hair you cunt…you enjoy making people
suffer cuz you so small inside!
I watched your family and you know you are a piece of dirt compared to
me, or anyone for that matter.. You think you are too good for this
job? Leave! Let’s see who else will hire you!
staff cuz you are so burned out and frustrated with your own life.
Your husband is a shuck who uses you like a maid and show item. Your
son is a loser who cannot even make it through one year at college.
And you sad daughter is a simple girl who you keep in the shadow of
life cuz you are shamed f her simple mind. You preach god fearing
ideology and take time off everyday work to pray and be holy, while
you hurt god’s most vulnerable creatures, the mentally ill. When I
watched you smirk in joy at that poor schizophrenic client and enjoy
her out of control burst I just wanted to smack your teeth out. You
saw me look at you with disgust and you ran away cuz you know what you
have done you dumb cow.
You know you are a fat loud burned out bitch and you go nuts when
someone better than you start working for real. You do all that is in
you power to stop them cuz you know once the big boss sees that you
will be reduced to what you really are; a log keeper and a driver for
the big boss.
You preach at me cuz I do not pray and I date a guy from another
religion. Who do you think you are you lil bitch???
I am ignoring you and it kills you cuz you know you cannot do a thing
about it. The big boss said I should IGNORE you cuz you are jealous of
how fast I am moving up while you are doing log ins after 12 years of
working in this place.
You cover up cuz you have no hair you cunt…you enjoy making people
suffer cuz you so small inside!
I watched your family and you know you are a piece of dirt compared to
me, or anyone for that matter.. You think you are too good for this
job? Leave! Let’s see who else will hire you!
I HATE PETER WHO DOESN'T REALLY LOVE ME
You lying bitch, you don't love me... you don't just tell a girl you love her and then go try to make out with someone else. Stop lying to me, you bastard!!
I HATE PETER WHO IS MY EX-BEST FRIEND
I hate you because you changed so much, from a cool best friend to a bitch of a slut
and I hate how you always dragged me everywhere to stalked the guy you like, who you pretended to hate at the first time
what did you like about that guy his so ugly and you always text me that “ he’s really hot!!” sorry darling but his not
I hate it when you always steal my I-pod because you don’t have one
I hate you coz you’re such a bitch to my friends calling them ugly when you’re the one who is ugly
I hate you when you asked me if your skirt is long and when i said yes you pulled it up so that ‘he’ can see your ugly butt
I hate you coz you don’t even care for me when i’m your best friend, best friends don’t do that!!
I hate you well coz you tried to show your cleavage when you don’t have one you slut!!!
And i hate you for calling me your best friend
And that my friend stole me from you as a best friend
You have a problem coz the guy don’t even like you
But your still stalking him like an obsessed bitch!!!!!
So have fun with your new creepy best friend...
BITCH!!
HATE,
Ur great ex-best friend
and I hate how you always dragged me everywhere to stalked the guy you like, who you pretended to hate at the first time
what did you like about that guy his so ugly and you always text me that “ he’s really hot!!” sorry darling but his not
I hate it when you always steal my I-pod because you don’t have one
I hate you coz you’re such a bitch to my friends calling them ugly when you’re the one who is ugly
I hate you when you asked me if your skirt is long and when i said yes you pulled it up so that ‘he’ can see your ugly butt
I hate you coz you don’t even care for me when i’m your best friend, best friends don’t do that!!
I hate you well coz you tried to show your cleavage when you don’t have one you slut!!!
And i hate you for calling me your best friend
And that my friend stole me from you as a best friend
You have a problem coz the guy don’t even like you
But your still stalking him like an obsessed bitch!!!!!
So have fun with your new creepy best friend...
BITCH!!
HATE,
Ur great ex-best friend
I HATE PETER WHO IS SO EXTREMELY FRUSTRATING
I hate you Peter for being so extremely frustrating.
You're two-faced. You told me you're trying but you're actually not, since you can control it once why can't you control another? It basically means you've been lying to me all along, because the person you said you are the person you are NOW but you were a much happier and nicer person last time. You've been lying to me from the start, just to get my favor, my good books.
Each and every single time, you say you "CARE" but since when did you ever put your words to use? When you were down and broken, I gave everything I could to cheer you up, but when I broke down in front of dear Uncle's casket you never came up to me and cheered me up but instead told me "he's gone, there's nothing you can do", which worsens the mood.
I thought I was being too mean when I first lashed out at you by ignoring you. But you came up with your extra dumb and "cute" and "innocent" and "sorry-looking" puppy-face and utterly pisse me off because I know ignoring you will only result in you acting innocent and dumb and then whining to Pig and Bear about how MEAN I have been and then if they are not around you would sit at your desk, put your head down and CRY YOUR HEART OUT just to make me go over to you and comfort you.
I've been comforting you too much, and you're just a petty bitch. When I ignored you in the morning because I found your behaviour completely annoying, you took that pair of beautiful scissors and sliced your table up alongside your hands. You're doing all this just to get my attention, just because I ignored you. If you wanted attention, socialize with others, please for goodness' sake, instead of going like ," I DON'T FEEL LIKE IT" or "I DON'T WANT TO CAUSE I DON'T WANT TO".
I'm not going to pity you. You're pathetic, your live wouldn't have been 'trash' if you didn't ruin everyone else's lives. We may be close but I hate you for using our closeness to try and merge "me and "you". I hate you. I simply hate you.
You're two-faced. You told me you're trying but you're actually not, since you can control it once why can't you control another? It basically means you've been lying to me all along, because the person you said you are the person you are NOW but you were a much happier and nicer person last time. You've been lying to me from the start, just to get my favor, my good books.
Each and every single time, you say you "CARE" but since when did you ever put your words to use? When you were down and broken, I gave everything I could to cheer you up, but when I broke down in front of dear Uncle's casket you never came up to me and cheered me up but instead told me "he's gone, there's nothing you can do", which worsens the mood.
I thought I was being too mean when I first lashed out at you by ignoring you. But you came up with your extra dumb and "cute" and "innocent" and "sorry-looking" puppy-face and utterly pisse me off because I know ignoring you will only result in you acting innocent and dumb and then whining to Pig and Bear about how MEAN I have been and then if they are not around you would sit at your desk, put your head down and CRY YOUR HEART OUT just to make me go over to you and comfort you.
I've been comforting you too much, and you're just a petty bitch. When I ignored you in the morning because I found your behaviour completely annoying, you took that pair of beautiful scissors and sliced your table up alongside your hands. You're doing all this just to get my attention, just because I ignored you. If you wanted attention, socialize with others, please for goodness' sake, instead of going like ," I DON'T FEEL LIKE IT" or "I DON'T WANT TO CAUSE I DON'T WANT TO".
I'm not going to pity you. You're pathetic, your live wouldn't have been 'trash' if you didn't ruin everyone else's lives. We may be close but I hate you for using our closeness to try and merge "me and "you". I hate you. I simply hate you.
I HATE PETER WHO IS SUCH A PUSSY
I HATE YOU PETER FOR BEING SUCH A PUSSY
I hate you for feeling bad, sad or disappointed at pretty much EVERYTHING I do, say, write, see, hear, agree, disagree, think, smell, believe, etc.
I hate you for saying you love me, but just that, SAYING it, so much that you turned "I LOVE YOU" into an insult to me, the most unbelievable lie that whips me in the face on and on, altogether with your thoughtlessness. I hate you for playing so many never-ending twsited games. And you don't know, Peter, how much I regret all that I taught you and now it comes to bite me in the ass.
I hate you for poisoning me with some addictive substance that I can’t get out of my system, holding me back from hating you adequately, and letting you go to hell alone.
Also, I hate you for being sooooo freaking stupid and never have paid attention at any school so that now I have to correct almost every dumb thing you do, say, write, etc (which is most of all that you ever execute).
Peter, I hate you so hard, so bad, so much, so long for not believing in me, for your lack of trust, and yet for being so naive to others, because the trust you lack is only the one that you should’ve had on me, and still you rely so badly on people that always end up betraying you, bringing you down, stepping on the last little pieces of dignity you had left. Man, you really seem to love deceit over anything else in the world! And I hate that too!
I hate you for taking me for granted, for not forgetting me when I asked you to, a thousand times, when all of this should have ended for good. I hate you for coming back to me to make my life unbearable, for being such a slutty asshole just any second that YOU THINK we might be over, flirting anytime, anywhere, with anyone. I hate you for have chosen me ‘cause I’m so similar to your ex-girlfriends, and for comparing me and talking about them that much, and I even feel bad for whatever you put those girls through.
I hate you for making me pay for half of the things YOU ate, did, etc, every time we went out, and never giving anything without expecting something in return. I hate you for dragging me along with all that gossiping about you, for involving me in your social disasters and including me in your disrespecting criticism. I hate you for not keeping people’s secrets no matter how important that could be. I hate you for being unfair. And I hate you for not caring at all.
I hate you for being shallow, ignorant, filthy, vulgar, vague, politically incorrect, a poser, a liar, a self-centered bastard, an ego-maniac, vane, ugly, possessive, controlling, obsessive, swearing, jealous, mean, sick, slow… did I mention stupid already? And for having your priorities all in the wrong order, in the wrong place… and very rarely you do recognize these things, but you DO, you just pretend to be unaware most of the time, just to get by.
I hate you for making me sick and tired, for being in every nightmare, and for the simple fact that you were ever born and found your disturbing way to me.
I hate you for feeling bad, sad or disappointed at pretty much EVERYTHING I do, say, write, see, hear, agree, disagree, think, smell, believe, etc.
I hate you for saying you love me, but just that, SAYING it, so much that you turned "I LOVE YOU" into an insult to me, the most unbelievable lie that whips me in the face on and on, altogether with your thoughtlessness. I hate you for playing so many never-ending twsited games. And you don't know, Peter, how much I regret all that I taught you and now it comes to bite me in the ass.
I hate you for poisoning me with some addictive substance that I can’t get out of my system, holding me back from hating you adequately, and letting you go to hell alone.
Also, I hate you for being sooooo freaking stupid and never have paid attention at any school so that now I have to correct almost every dumb thing you do, say, write, etc (which is most of all that you ever execute).
Peter, I hate you so hard, so bad, so much, so long for not believing in me, for your lack of trust, and yet for being so naive to others, because the trust you lack is only the one that you should’ve had on me, and still you rely so badly on people that always end up betraying you, bringing you down, stepping on the last little pieces of dignity you had left. Man, you really seem to love deceit over anything else in the world! And I hate that too!
I hate you for taking me for granted, for not forgetting me when I asked you to, a thousand times, when all of this should have ended for good. I hate you for coming back to me to make my life unbearable, for being such a slutty asshole just any second that YOU THINK we might be over, flirting anytime, anywhere, with anyone. I hate you for have chosen me ‘cause I’m so similar to your ex-girlfriends, and for comparing me and talking about them that much, and I even feel bad for whatever you put those girls through.
I hate you for making me pay for half of the things YOU ate, did, etc, every time we went out, and never giving anything without expecting something in return. I hate you for dragging me along with all that gossiping about you, for involving me in your social disasters and including me in your disrespecting criticism. I hate you for not keeping people’s secrets no matter how important that could be. I hate you for being unfair. And I hate you for not caring at all.
I hate you for being shallow, ignorant, filthy, vulgar, vague, politically incorrect, a poser, a liar, a self-centered bastard, an ego-maniac, vane, ugly, possessive, controlling, obsessive, swearing, jealous, mean, sick, slow… did I mention stupid already? And for having your priorities all in the wrong order, in the wrong place… and very rarely you do recognize these things, but you DO, you just pretend to be unaware most of the time, just to get by.
I hate you for making me sick and tired, for being in every nightmare, and for the simple fact that you were ever born and found your disturbing way to me.
I HATE PETER WHO DROPPED ME LIKE A HOT POTATO AND WENT OFF WITH HER
How could you Peter, how could you drop me like this? Why her and not me? What is wrong with with you? After all that we have been through, after all that you have said to me, wanting to be with me, there's no one else you want to be with you go drop me like a hot potato and walk off with that other girl.
How could you be such a jerk. You played me for a fool, what the hell! I hate you, I'll never be able to forget you because of what you have done to me. I'll never be able to love again that way I loved you. You messed me up. God I wish you lose every race, get dumped by this new girl and hopefully you regret every insult you threw at me. I hate you. I don't love you anymore.
You know you'll never find someone better then me, I loved you for who you are, I stood by you when no one else would, I kept all your secrets and I never laughed at your pain. Hell, even if you don't love me you didn't have to go hurt me like this. At the very least treat me with some respect. I was a friend, you could have at least been nice about letting me go. I wasn't holding a gun to your head and demanding you at to leave...I just ask why and said goodbye... There was no need to tell me to drop my emotional shit. I was getting dumped, how can I not get emotional? You are the fake one writing me a love poem and in 2 months you find someone else.
I'm done with hurting. Goodbye Peter. I hope you miss me for the rest of your life. Cause you know I'm the one you shouldn't have let go.
How could you be such a jerk. You played me for a fool, what the hell! I hate you, I'll never be able to forget you because of what you have done to me. I'll never be able to love again that way I loved you. You messed me up. God I wish you lose every race, get dumped by this new girl and hopefully you regret every insult you threw at me. I hate you. I don't love you anymore.
You know you'll never find someone better then me, I loved you for who you are, I stood by you when no one else would, I kept all your secrets and I never laughed at your pain. Hell, even if you don't love me you didn't have to go hurt me like this. At the very least treat me with some respect. I was a friend, you could have at least been nice about letting me go. I wasn't holding a gun to your head and demanding you at to leave...I just ask why and said goodbye... There was no need to tell me to drop my emotional shit. I was getting dumped, how can I not get emotional? You are the fake one writing me a love poem and in 2 months you find someone else.
I'm done with hurting. Goodbye Peter. I hope you miss me for the rest of your life. Cause you know I'm the one you shouldn't have let go.
I HATE PETER AND HER STUPID LEATHER SHIRTS
I hate you peter, and your stupid leather shirts. I hate when you put scrunchies in my hair and when you bought me flared leggings for almost every birthday. You made my life living hell with your obsession with pink and barbies, you never understood that I DONT LIKE SAUSAGE AND MASH. Your face MAKES ME SICK. You think your so stylish and hip cos you drive a leather cow. YEAH, LEATHER. LEATHER. Take it away pets! I still have nightmares about your stupid fluffy hair and that time when you dressed up as a lion was the last straw. And why, when i said I was having a fancy dress party, did you dress as the little mermaid? your pathetic, you don't even have red hair. And you don't even have a pet fish called flounder, his name is frank! and he died when you were four. You thought you could fool me with that plastic fish! I still havent forgiven you for stealing my 'mum' deodorant you dont even NEED IT cos YOU ARE A DOG.Why did you lie about having sensetive skin that time i tried to reduce the oiliness of your T ZONE. Your a liar. You bought pampers simply dry, WHEN YOU DONT HAVE A BABY! You can even have a baby cos YOUR A BOY. Get over yourself peter, get a life, get a job and GET A NEW FISH! One thing i do advise you to do. Cash your gold.
Love you! <3 <3 <3
Love you! <3 <3 <3
I HATE PETER WHO THINKS SHE'S IT
I hate you because you think you're it. You show a complete disregard for those around you. You use others to make friends with more popular people and then ditch them at the first opportunity. You're selfish, it's fine when I do things for you but when I want something in return...huh no chance. You're so freaking vain and you're pictures are full of the stupid camera face which looks like an impression of the cat on Shrek doing the cute eyes thing. But, it's not cute. You're a boyfriend stealer, you and that other person. Talk about sloppy seconds? Yeah you take 'em don't you. I hate how I can see past all your b.s but nobody else seems to care that you talk dog poop. Finally Peter I hate you because you pretend to need me as a friend but when I'm not good enough I don't exist. I wish you could appreciate what I do for you. You're supposed to be a Christian and strive to be a better person but you don't! Then you just go to Jesus camp and ask for forgiveness but you don't change! I thought you were meant to make yourself more like Jesus. And then you talk about how bad getting drunk is blah blah blah. Then have a party? You know what deary...FUCK YOU.
I HATE PETER WHO WENT PSYCHO AND MADE EVERYONE THINK I WAS DOING SOMETHING WRONG BY BRANCHING OUT A BIT
I made a few new friends so you went psycho and manipulated everyone into thinking I was doing something wrong by branching out a bit - it was never like I was forgetting about you guys or anything, I still hung out with you lot 80% of the time. You just got so jealous. It wasn’t like I was your best friend, but your girlfriend or something. You wanted complete control of me and when I started to get closer to other people you tried to ruin my fucking life.
What’s worse is that you had/have no idea how much it affected me. You act like I made a fuss over nothing. Oh, yeah, losing my closest friends and having one of them even go as far to say ‘I hope she dies’, yes, that’s nothing. You have no idea how I felt for months after.
You then tried to make out that I was a psycho. You told your boyfriend all these reasons why I was such a psycho, and guess what? He was on msn to me at the same time telling me exactly what you were saying and taking my side. That must have pissed you off so much.
So basically blah blah blah you managed to do all this to me without even speaking to me in person - which is funny because you always went on about how if you had something to say to someone, you’d say it to their face. But no, you’re a coward, you decided you didn’t want to be my friend and you didn’t confront me about anything, you were just sneaky about it. You even wrote a blog post blatantly about me, which further proves that you are a hypocrite. You never said anything to my face. The last time we spoke in person we were still friends and on good terms.
I waited a few months for you to get what you deserve and it’s finally happened. Your friends have abandoned you after realising how wrong you/they were about me and how much of a liar and a bitch you are. You have one friend left, somebody who you’ve bitched about, somebody you don’t even like. The only reason she sticks with you is because she’s so fucking loyal. If she knew how you felt about her, or what you’ve said about her, I doubt she’d be with you.
So now I have my old friends back, and I still have the friends I made that caused you to act like a complete prick. So yeah, you tried to ruin my life and it’s pretty much backfired on you, hasn’t it? You have your boyfriend, and one friend, and everyone else thinks you’re a joke. You must be loving life right now.
Also: you say you hated who you were when you were friends with me, but at least we had fun together. You're just a miserable fuck now.
Now you try and act like such a victim but finally everyone’s seen you for what you are, a compulsive liar, a hypocrite and a bitch. Oh yeah, you look like Gollum too.
I hate you Peter.
What’s worse is that you had/have no idea how much it affected me. You act like I made a fuss over nothing. Oh, yeah, losing my closest friends and having one of them even go as far to say ‘I hope she dies’, yes, that’s nothing. You have no idea how I felt for months after.
You then tried to make out that I was a psycho. You told your boyfriend all these reasons why I was such a psycho, and guess what? He was on msn to me at the same time telling me exactly what you were saying and taking my side. That must have pissed you off so much.
So basically blah blah blah you managed to do all this to me without even speaking to me in person - which is funny because you always went on about how if you had something to say to someone, you’d say it to their face. But no, you’re a coward, you decided you didn’t want to be my friend and you didn’t confront me about anything, you were just sneaky about it. You even wrote a blog post blatantly about me, which further proves that you are a hypocrite. You never said anything to my face. The last time we spoke in person we were still friends and on good terms.
I waited a few months for you to get what you deserve and it’s finally happened. Your friends have abandoned you after realising how wrong you/they were about me and how much of a liar and a bitch you are. You have one friend left, somebody who you’ve bitched about, somebody you don’t even like. The only reason she sticks with you is because she’s so fucking loyal. If she knew how you felt about her, or what you’ve said about her, I doubt she’d be with you.
So now I have my old friends back, and I still have the friends I made that caused you to act like a complete prick. So yeah, you tried to ruin my life and it’s pretty much backfired on you, hasn’t it? You have your boyfriend, and one friend, and everyone else thinks you’re a joke. You must be loving life right now.
Also: you say you hated who you were when you were friends with me, but at least we had fun together. You're just a miserable fuck now.
Now you try and act like such a victim but finally everyone’s seen you for what you are, a compulsive liar, a hypocrite and a bitch. Oh yeah, you look like Gollum too.
I hate you Peter.
I HATE PETER WHO HAS AN UGLY SMILING FACE I HAVE TO SEE EVERYDAY
guess what?
I HATE YOU PETER. Here's why:
1. You broke my heart.
2. The way you broke things off is what really killed me.
3. I hate having to see your ugly smiling face everyday.
4. I hate how you're pretty much a huge pedophile and how you love to hit on everything with a pulse.
5. I hate how I can't even go out and have a good time because i know that your douche of a body will be there, with your stupid pedo laugh and downs syndrome-esque face.
6. I hate how although you did the worst possible damage to me, you still are friends and talk to my little brother. Leave the poor kid alone, he's only 14, he has no idea how much of an idiot you are.
7. I hate how i just try to be nice and be friends with you, and you just say, "I don't care."
8. I hate how you just love talking to all my friends and making them laugh, but won't even look at me or give me the time of day. what the fuck have i ever done to you? FUCK ALL.
9. I hate how i still think about you every day. You ruined my life.
10. But there is one thing i'd like to thank you for. Thanks for being my first heartbreak, and showing me how big of douches and ass holes guys can really be. Thanks for making me a stronger woman. Thanks for letting me know what life's like.
I HATE YOU PETER. Here's why:
1. You broke my heart.
2. The way you broke things off is what really killed me.
3. I hate having to see your ugly smiling face everyday.
4. I hate how you're pretty much a huge pedophile and how you love to hit on everything with a pulse.
5. I hate how I can't even go out and have a good time because i know that your douche of a body will be there, with your stupid pedo laugh and downs syndrome-esque face.
6. I hate how although you did the worst possible damage to me, you still are friends and talk to my little brother. Leave the poor kid alone, he's only 14, he has no idea how much of an idiot you are.
7. I hate how i just try to be nice and be friends with you, and you just say, "I don't care."
8. I hate how you just love talking to all my friends and making them laugh, but won't even look at me or give me the time of day. what the fuck have i ever done to you? FUCK ALL.
9. I hate how i still think about you every day. You ruined my life.
10. But there is one thing i'd like to thank you for. Thanks for being my first heartbreak, and showing me how big of douches and ass holes guys can really be. Thanks for making me a stronger woman. Thanks for letting me know what life's like.
I HATE PETER WHO CHEATED AND MADE ME CHEAT
peter,
i hate you for cheating...for making me cheat...for not calling me for two months while you were gone then every time you did call you blamed me for everything. i hate you because when you came home you didn't act like you wanted me around and only had sex with me one time and asked if i was on birth control so your girlfriend wouldn't find out about me.. your wife.. i hate you because when i herd her voice on your voice mail you acted like you didn't know who she was and tried to make me look stupid...i hate you because every time i cheated is because you made me feel so unwanted and unloved... you've never made me feel like i was worth your time...i wasted 7 years of my life waiting for you to make up your mind to be a husband and have kids....and finally i hate you because well.. i don't love you any more so i am gone i hope when you look back you hurt and know you lost the one person who would give their life for you...you know your family wouldn't... have fun trying to find someone else who will put up with how sorry you are.. I FUCKING HATE YOU
--the one who got away
i hate you for cheating...for making me cheat...for not calling me for two months while you were gone then every time you did call you blamed me for everything. i hate you because when you came home you didn't act like you wanted me around and only had sex with me one time and asked if i was on birth control so your girlfriend wouldn't find out about me.. your wife.. i hate you because when i herd her voice on your voice mail you acted like you didn't know who she was and tried to make me look stupid...i hate you because every time i cheated is because you made me feel so unwanted and unloved... you've never made me feel like i was worth your time...i wasted 7 years of my life waiting for you to make up your mind to be a husband and have kids....and finally i hate you because well.. i don't love you any more so i am gone i hope when you look back you hurt and know you lost the one person who would give their life for you...you know your family wouldn't... have fun trying to find someone else who will put up with how sorry you are.. I FUCKING HATE YOU
--the one who got away
I HATE PETER WHO MAKES ME FEEL LIKE SHIT
I've never cried about you because I think my body knows you don't deserve it.
You're hideous. You are disgustingly ugly and when you talk, spit comes out.
Your teeth are yellow and coffee stained, and your breath stinks.
You are fucking gross and everyone around you knows it.
Peter, you were my best friend and everyone could see how happy we were.
You had to ruin it by turning into a know-it-all prick.
I dont understand , Peter s, why you always have to put me down to make you feel better.
You constantly make me look like an idiot or an ass in front of everyone.
When you make those fucking little comments as youre laughing your little asshole laugh.
You're always trying to make me feel like a piece of shit, and guess what, its worked.
Tonight you pushed it too far you little fuck. You're a rotten piece of shit, youre an egomaniac, you have terribly low self esteem and you need mental help.
You're like a domestic abuser. You constantly bring me down to the lowest level a human being could reach.Except you use words and insults,instead of force. You're sick and you're twisted and you're a monster. A controling monster.
I hate you Peter.
You're hideous. You are disgustingly ugly and when you talk, spit comes out.
Your teeth are yellow and coffee stained, and your breath stinks.
You are fucking gross and everyone around you knows it.
Peter, you were my best friend and everyone could see how happy we were.
You had to ruin it by turning into a know-it-all prick.
I dont understand , Peter s, why you always have to put me down to make you feel better.
You constantly make me look like an idiot or an ass in front of everyone.
When you make those fucking little comments as youre laughing your little asshole laugh.
You're always trying to make me feel like a piece of shit, and guess what, its worked.
Tonight you pushed it too far you little fuck. You're a rotten piece of shit, youre an egomaniac, you have terribly low self esteem and you need mental help.
You're like a domestic abuser. You constantly bring me down to the lowest level a human being could reach.Except you use words and insults,instead of force. You're sick and you're twisted and you're a monster. A controling monster.
I hate you Peter.
I HATE PETER WHO I HATE MORE THAN "TWILIGHT"
Peter,
there are so many, many things that you have done wrong. I wish you could see them all. The way that you threaten my friends that are only trying to protect me. Peter, you are a dumb, low life, rather worthless waste of space. I rather hope that you realise that no matter what you say, I can never ever, EVER forgive you for the things you have said and done.
You say for "it's for the best"
I say GET FUCKED
I hope you get the shit kicked out of you by a giant banana.
I hate you so much, that I'm at a loss for words. Which is a first.
Peter,
I hope that banana is wearing steel capped boots & kicks you were it WOULD hurt the most.
But you don't have a large enough penis.
Oops.
FUCKYOUPETERIHATEYOUMORETHANTWILIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
there are so many, many things that you have done wrong. I wish you could see them all. The way that you threaten my friends that are only trying to protect me. Peter, you are a dumb, low life, rather worthless waste of space. I rather hope that you realise that no matter what you say, I can never ever, EVER forgive you for the things you have said and done.
You say for "it's for the best"
I say GET FUCKED
I hope you get the shit kicked out of you by a giant banana.
I hate you so much, that I'm at a loss for words. Which is a first.
Peter,
I hope that banana is wearing steel capped boots & kicks you were it WOULD hurt the most.
But you don't have a large enough penis.
Oops.
FUCKYOUPETERIHATEYOUMORETHANTWILIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HATE PETER WHO WASTED ONE YEAR OF MY LIFE
Peter, you are completely pathetic. You charmed me, you were such a great friend. I trusted you, I trusted you with myself. Because of you Peter you piece of useless crap, you made me become something that could have been prevented. We became friends, and best friends at that, but you Peter, you had to start liking me. You were with my best friend, who I thought was going to be there forever. Then you came along, Why the hell did you touch me Peter? I didn't know what to do, you charmed me, and you ruined everything, and my innocence. Peter, you made me closed, you made me hurt, you said it was okay, it wouldn't last that long and we would soon forget these things ever happened. I have no fucking idea why it lasted so long. I had to leave her as a friend because Peter your "love" for her was sicking and she trusted me, and I betrayed her, you said you loved her, but you would mess around with me. I know I am just as horrible as I thought I was, I've come to terms with that Peter, but when you turned it on me later, you ruined my high school life. I made you tell her because when I told you that I couldn't run around like this behind her back, because it was killing me, you had to turn things. Peter, why did you always have to look like the good person? Why did you always get your way? How dare you call ME a whore when you were the one cheating, Peter how could you? You were nothing but lies and you made everyone turn their back on me too. I had to start over and because of you Peter, nobody can't even look at me anymore. I can't even remember months of that year because I hate you so much I've blocked them out. You rant about her trying to kill herself and how you didn't want to be with her, and now there you are beside her making her hate me just as much you want her too, even when she knows, she took your side. You have to always get your way Peter. I've never hated anyone as much as I hated you. I've never thought such hateful thoughts about anyone until you came along. Because of you Peter I am so mistrusting, I can't even trust my boyfriend as much as I want to, because I think he's going to end up like you Peter. I hate you with all my heart Peter, I wish the worst for you, you ugly, fat, pathetic excuse of a human, you sicken me Peter with all your words, how hateful you are to everyone, why didn't I see it before? You made me hate myself, and you made me want to leave. I'm so tired of you Peter, but now you are just nothing. I think you've died a little inside because of me, and I'm glad. Peter, you are not worth it anymore, because I've found love now, you think by saying you're going to make my life hell, it's going to happen? Well think again, because Peter I know my life is better than yours already.
I HATE PETER WHO BROKE MY HEART
I hate Peter who broke my heart.
I hate Peter who pretended to like me. Who led me on to believe that he was the one true person I admired. I hate Peter for giving me a false image of who he really was. After an okay date, I expected Peter to be a little more considerate, but instead, he changed his ways and began to avoid me. I hate you Peter for breaking my heart, for leaving my with no hope for a future with anyone else. You've destroyed me, Peter, and I hate you for it.
Angry in Australia
I hate Peter who pretended to like me. Who led me on to believe that he was the one true person I admired. I hate Peter for giving me a false image of who he really was. After an okay date, I expected Peter to be a little more considerate, but instead, he changed his ways and began to avoid me. I hate you Peter for breaking my heart, for leaving my with no hope for a future with anyone else. You've destroyed me, Peter, and I hate you for it.
Angry in Australia
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