I fucking hate you. I hate you to the fucking bones.
No, I don’t wish for you to be dead.
But I do wish for you to clean up your fucking act. Well, it’s too fucking late anyway.
I wish that you never came back. I wish that you didn’t call because then I wouldn’t have to go through all that fucking pain.
I fucking hate you. Do you hear me? HATE YOU.
I pity you. I feel so fucking sorry for you.
You’re not a man. You’re a fucking coward. A pathetic coward.
The only thing that keeps me from leaving you is our filial bond.
Other than that, I wouldn’t even fucking try to remember you.
I hate you.