THE HATE
Look at them. Sitting so sweetly in the moss.
They fit together so well.
They could be sisters.
They could be lovers. They probably are. She’s probably been fucking this girl and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
Stupid girl.
This can’t go on, not anymore.
She can’t get close to anyone, or everything will be destroyed. And I’m not ready for things to go south yet.