I HATE YOU PETER YOU MOFO!

I can't BELIEVE you Peter! You're a fucking asshole! I can't believe that you and your brothers get to get away with M-U-R-D-E-R and yet if I was unsocialbe, unwelcoming, unhappy and unempathetic all the time I'd get called an ass but because it's you it's 'just his personality'! If it's your personality then you have the personality of a fucking ass.

And that you don't even attepmt to keep conversation with me when I go out of my way to talk to you. All I wanted to know was some computer stuff, but every sentance you say seems like the end of a crashing and burning conversation! I only asked about one or two things, asking you to fix my computer, but nooo, the computer whizz can't get off his lazy motherfucking Warcraft playing ass and help someone because that might strain his little fingers!

No wonder she dumped you, I'm happy you have a crashing and burning life, it reflects on your conversational skills.

'Elated' in England.

I HATE PETER WHO FUCKED ME OVER

I fucking hate you Peter! It feels so good to say it. The last thing I
said to you was I love you and that didn't turn out so well. And now I'm
choosing that I'm finally going to be happy without you. But here is the
catch you ass whipe. I know...YOU STILL LOVE ME, I can see it in the way
you look at me, and you're just still too BUTT HURT over the girl who
hurt you FOUR year ago....FOUR FUCKING YEARS ago!!! We were great
together, you made me such a better person and you don't even know
it-you thought I was already perfect-but when I met you I finally
couldn't stop smiling. You return home 3000 miles away and we end it
because neither of us believe in long distance. Now you come home and
treat me like your sweetheart again-kiss, have sex, and couldn't be
happier we are together again and the next day tell me we can't go back
to a relationship because YOU DON"T WANT TO HURT ME!???? TOO LATE PUSSY
BITCH. Fine, I'm done trying, but here is the thing... Right here: Have
fun denying your love for me when every one of your friends, teammates,
and family absolutely ADORE me, and tell you how im SUCH a GREAT GIRL.
How you should hold onto me cause IM A KEEPER. Have fun drowning
yourself in alcohol-I won't be there to stop you anymore.

No more love from,
The sweetheart with the nerve to adore you.
PS:I can't wait until 2 months down the line of being back in Portland
when it hits you, too bad I made up my mind. I really do hate you.

I HATE PETER WHO MAKES ME COLD

Why do you always rant for 10 minutes (at least) when I can't answer one tiny question. To be honest, Peter, you need to get a life rather than spending your spare time marking our papers. That's just it, you work for us BITCH! Maybe you should think about that!
Also the door, is supposed to be cold. Especially in winter when there is a massive gust of wind on my legs every five seconds. And when me and 'Perry' want to throw pens at the ceiling, you need to turn around dumbass. I hate that ridiculous burger cushion and the crappy E.T one. Seriosuly man, you are not 5 years old. (far off it)
Stop looking like such a guy. Get a life and stop getting so angry about the gradient of a bloody line. YOU ARE A MASSIVE (literally) LOSER!! I HATE YOU PETER!!!

Lots of love,

Peter Hater.

I HATE PETER WHO DONT EVEN DESERVE MY HATE

i hate you peter ... i truly hate u. actually i dont hate u ... i have no feeligns for u ... neither like nor hate ... u dont even deserve my hate. i hate u ... i hate u ... i hate u ... for all those ugly times u lied to me in my face and i believed you ... for all those times, u blamed me for things and i kept shut coz i didnt have words to explain or defend myself. u took that as my weakness and used it, but i was shut coz i didnt want to fight.
i hate u n will go on hating you

I HATE PETER FROM A SMALL TOWN

I hate you Peter. You were born in a small town and that is all that you'll ever be. You're an addict, just like your dad and brother. Your look up to people who are absolutely pathetic and will never be there for you if you needed them. I don't think you'll ever finish college, but keep telling people you're going for your master's (when you're still a freshman pursuing your bachelor's). I hope that you find a girl who "satisfies" every aspect of your life like your loser cousin Peter has. I'm the way I am because of how you have treated me. I don't like sex anymore because of how you ignored me in the first two years of our relationship. You made comments to me about how "smoking" other girls were. What the fuck? You fucking idiot! You flat out ignored me when we were out with other people, especially your friends. But I'm the one with the problem for not wanting to be around those people anymore. I was never an introvert before I met you. I had friends and a life. I gave these things up for you. I loved you. I absolutely hate you now. I devoted my life to you. I dropped out of school for you. I moved to your shithole town for you. I rejected other men's advances, for you. You are a pathetic loser. You are fat. You are ugly. You're so far from being intellectual it makes me laugh. You think you are so brilliant. "Well Josh and I were talking about global warming the other day." Yeah, most people who haven't been under a rock know what global warming is. You are horrible with your money and rely on your parents for everything. I don't know many 25 year olds that have their parents paying their cell phone bill, gas, college tuition, and possibly (if you get what you want) a nearly $800 a month truck payment. You are a waste of life and I wish I had never met you. Today, Thanksgiving day, I chose to stay in Phoenix so we could spend the holiday with your horrible family. Instead I'm at home while you're at the gym with your cousin and friend. Three hours after you left. Am I really supposed to believe you're still at the gym? I fucking hate you. You asked me when I woke up this morning if I would like to take the dog for a walk. I said yes. You then proceeded to leave to go work out because if you didn't, Peter would refer to you as a pussy. What a complete loser. What a follower. You say I'm a follower? When is the last time I did something someone else asked of me because I felt pressured? Never! I don't fit in! I'm a loser and definitely not a follower. I hope you get in a car accident and die. I can't believe I'm still with you, after all the dissapointments. You are my biggest regret. I hate you Peter.

Sincerely,

Apathetic in AZ

I HATE PETER MARRIED TO MY BEST FRIEND

I fucking hate you right now Peter. Let's start with that. Let's see
how far you can push people and be justified. Do you even exist
anymore, or has your ego swallowed you fucking whole? I called you
disgusting. You know what you said? "I am human and I make mistakes,
but you should think about what you say to people that you love
because you make them feel guilty." So apparently if you are human,
it's OK to go and fuck my best friend while you are married to my
other best friend, but it's not human to respond to that by getting
angry about it and calling that person disgusting in the heat of the
moment?

You didn't just fuck her. You LLLOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEE her.
You want to have her babies and move in with her. That's what you
said. But then you say to your wife that you aren't ready for a
divorce; you will work on things with her if only she will be more
like my friend. Guess what? I know you better than my friend does. She
just met you. and I know my friend better than you. I've known her my
whole life. You know what's going on? You are a big fucking baby and
after your wife stopped breast-feeding you and lovingly encouraged you
(yes, was rooting for you) to go to the summer abroad program and
advance your career instead of sulking around the house, you returned
the favor by sleeping with my best friend and falling in love with
her. Let me tell you something you don't know. You are my friend's
little counseling project. You've moved from one breast to the next
and she'll get bored of you. She always does.

Or maybe not. Maybe your life will go on to be wonderful with her.
Then what are you waiting for? Why are you punishing your wife making
her think that it's not over? Why can't you just let her be? do you
have to destroy her more? She already gets drunk every night to fall
asleep.

You're still coming out of your mother, you little fucking baby.
Things happen, shit happens. I'm old enough to know this. But you can
divorce people with dignity and honesty.

I'm done, I'm out of it. Whatever will be will be. But don't tell me
that anger isn't just as human as lust.

Sincerely,
Kinda feel bad about what I said but not really.

I HATE PETER IN MILWAUKEE

I have tried so very hard to be a good Christian, Peter, and see the good in you. But there is no good to be found. All you do is lie and manipulate and create the drama you claim so frequently to despise. I have been able to prove you were lying in every instance, with actual evidence, and yet you always choose to stick with the lies. That just makes you even more pathetic. If you're going to choose the life of a pathelogical liar, at least be good at it. Some examples? You made up an entire story that you were raped, and that you were going to court on some date to testify to keep him in jail. When I searched the cases for that date Peter, you were in court the day you claimed, but not to testify. No, you were in court because a credit card company was after you. You are the one behind all the pathetic prank calls, of that we are positive. You are the one that almost ruined his parent's credit by purchasing under their account. Of that we are positive. Your own "friends" have ratted you out. When I saw you in person, i confronted you and you said the guy next to you was the one you were dating, and that you were happy for us so could not be the person doing all those things. When the guy turned around, you sure were surprised when he turned out to be one of my friends. And he was single. In fact, this is what he had to say about you Peter and me and the situation:
"no we are not dating. Peter's asked me out before, but I think i could do better. my best friend used to date E, Peters best friend. that's how i know her. we've always been cool. but I've honestly only hungout with her a total of 5 times. and as to her personality, she's just like E, who is also a lying, dramatic person. so what your telling me about how she's been acting, I can truly see her doing that. as to what happened saturday night, she came up to me crying saying something about her ex and that she's being harrased. but I kind knew the truth because she pointed you out. and I may not know you well but, what i have noticed is that you have alot of integrity. your not going to stoop to that level. but she was crying and asking me to take her out of the bar. and since I cant say no to a girl crying, I took Peter outside. our mutual friend called me the next day and told me what Peter had told you in regards to our "relationship". that pissed me off. because honestly, come on, I used to date models for christ sake. so i was actually going to come on here and set the record strait. I would just laughed at Peter. she really just sounds pathetic. I don't know. your much more attractive, intellegent, and have a much stronger strength of character then she does. I just don't let Peter get to you. thats what these people thrive on."

See? Even other people can see what you really are Peter. A lying, dramatic person. You are so pathetic that after a year and a half of you not being with him, you still can't leave us alone. Really? I mean, seriously? Get a fucking life. I have never met a person like you. When people break up, its natural to be hurt and maybe to do a couple stupid things, but not to continue with psycho behavior for a year and a half. You are that psycho Peter. And you've gotten really fat. Therefore, you are a fat psycho. But don't worry Peter, I'm sure one day a nice chubby chaser will come along and you'll finally have someone.

You, Peter, are like a virus. You infect people's lives. I am confident that one day every person in your life will see you for what you truly are, Peter. I am confident that one day you will grow so tired of looking in the mirror and seeing nothing but a fraud that you will make yourself physically ill. You will get yours, Peter. Not by my hand, because I am better than that. I am better than you. I have more class right now than you will ever have in your entire life.
I was thinking about it, and at first I wished that you would die. After everything that you have put his family through, me through, and just overall how psychotic your behavior has been...but then i reconsidered. I don't want you to die. Instead, I only wish that you be involved in an accident so extreme, that it leaves you a living vegetable, with your brain perfectly intact so that you would still be fully aware of everything, yet not able to speak or move. You would have to spend the rest of your life, trapped in your body with only your thoughts. You'd have to spend the rest of your life thinking about how pathetic your life was, what a waste of life you were, all the people you lied to, manipulated, and disappointed. That, my dear Peter, is worse than death. And that is what I wish for you.

Oh, and Peter? You really have no business wearing short shorts or leggings. Nobody likes seeing cellulite, even on a 23yr old and the leggings just make your legs looks like fat wrapped sausages.

sincerely,
Integrity in B-Town