Do You Know How Much I Hate You?

the feeling just cannot be described by using neither a single word nor an essay.


the people who always gimme encouragement now turns into a bull.


hatred just popped out without any signal and i don't know when it comes.


he can even creates his own beautiful and perfect lies, but no one realize,
i keep my mouth shut and pretend i'm naive.


do you know sometimes i feel like crying?

since that, no more impetus to push me go over my study.


[only smart people knows what i write here.]

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The Owner
You know others can stalk me easily through Internet thus I'm not gonna to describe much about me. However, you should know this. I HATE ALARM CLOCK.

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