I wish I could violently rip your internal organs out with rusty metal tools and leave you empty, broken, and in excruciating pain on the side of an abandoned road so you'll have a small idea of the way you've made me feel.
Whenever I see you, I think about how much I would enjoy smashing your face in with a large rock and listening to the melodious crack of your nose cartilage lodging itself into your cheekbones.
Alas, whenever I lay eyes on you I also have to tell my heart to stop beating so fast and for my face to please, if it would, stop turning an excited flirty red.
I hate/love you.
Anonymous
08:04:37 PM
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That was disturbingly descriptive. At least of the whole "kill him" thing.
Love and hate aren't opposites, as you, OP, have illustrated so perfectly. They are both emotions of severe passion, so... in a sense, it make perfect.. sense >_< that they go hand in hand.
OP: What in the world happened? What did he/she do to make you want to kill them so incredibly... violently?
well that was odd/terrifying. I think maybe you should take some meds for that or atleast get counseling.
Christmas Eve:
The more you love someone,
The more you want to kill ‘em.
The more you love someone,
The more he make you cry
Though you are try
For making peace
With them and loving,
That’s why you love so strong
You like to make him die!
The more you love someone,
The more he make you crazy.
The more you love someone,
The more you wishing him dead!
Sometime you look at him
And only see fat and lazy,
And wanting baseball bat
For hitting him on his head!
Love
Kate Monster:
Love
Christmas Eve:
And hate
Kate Monster:
And hate
Christmas Eve:
They like two brothers
Kate Monster:
Brothers
Christmas Eve:
Who go on a date
Kate Monster:
Who....what?
Christmas Eve:
Where one of them goes,
Other one follows
You inviting love
He also bringing sorrows
Kate Monster:
Ah, yes...?
haha Avenue Q!!!
That musical makes me smile.
Oh wait...were we on topic?
I'm not sure that's anatomically correct.
What's wrong OP? You're not in any physical pain, the only type of pain a man can understand OH GOD MY INTERNAL ORGANS!
If you don't beat him, I will.
haha quote from the simpsons
I'm just a psycho freak, don't worry.
^but we love you anyway
Your darker side is finally showing, OP. I was wondering when your stalker-ex-girlfriend mode was going to kick in. We mustent forget last time, yes?
Hahahahaha oh god, last time she got so scary. He was my best friend, too. You'd never suspect it from you, OP, but you've certainly got it in you.
Which is why I love you so much.
Wait what? What does last time mean? Did like the op go postal and kill her last boyfriend or something?
^All I can say is don't go snooping too closely in the ravine.
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