Whatever feelings I have, hatred has no place in me. I don’t hate. Especially you. Because you, just like hatred, have no place in my heart. You’re not worth it. Not a thing. For something cheap – cheaper than a shower cap – you are not even worth my hatred.
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My feelings are my choice. You can’t make me feel what I choose to feel. You are not the reason for my feeling the way I am feeling. You are too small and insignificant. You are a joke you make and you are a joke you play upon yourself.
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And now, who’s laughing?
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Questa è Enida 
Sure thing, Lish. 🙂
May I quote from you as my FB status please? It’s kinda awesome hehehe
xoxo