Hurt

When I said I have never hated anyone as much as I hated Orang-Tua-Yang-Suka-Korek-Hidung at my workplace, I was wrong. I knew someone whom I hated very much (in fact I still do), that I thought I have removed that person in my life so I would be happy.

Today,

. . . that someone appeared.

. . . I feel like strangling someone in the throat.

. . . I feel like splashing acid to that someone's face.

. . . pray that that someone would be removed.

. . . swear to God, if you were in front of me now, I would first of all spit you in the face.

What makes me hate that person so much?

That person triggered TOO MUCH in me and I've had enough.

That person should have forgotten what's been left ages ago.

That someone shouldn't create a scene anymore. Or, get involved in my world anymore.

Which part of that do you not understand?

Just remember, I'm not MAD at all, I'm just being me.