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I hate you.
Oh my God, I really hate you. Look at yourself, that ugly face of yours. How do you sleep at night knowing you look like that? How do you look in the mirror and not feel sad just by looking at yourself? You’re ugly, period.
So you hate me because of my face?
Your face, your body, your physique, and even your personality sucks. Everything, everything about you sucks. I mean, why are you even living? Can’t you just die already?! You’re disgusting and really you’re not going to get any better. Face it! You’re ugly.
I didn’t create my face. I didn’t choose to look like this. What made you hate me so much?
*silence* Well then go to the gym, idiot! We all know you’re ugly but you can do so much better if you improve your looks. I mean look at you, you’re just disgusting! The sight of you is enough to make anyone, anybody hate you!
Oh, so if I go to the gym and dress better, you wouldn’t hate me then?
I’d still hate you. I mean I just said that earlier to make you feel like you have hope, but truthfully like I said before, even your personality is boring and annoying. You’re entirely useless and a burden to everyone! And you’re selfish, and then you act like you did nothing wrong? *Laugh* that’s why nobody wants to be friend with you!
I am not selfish! I don’t even do much to other people! I don’t talk much, just leave me alone then.
You see, that’s your problem! You always distance yourself from everyone! Why can’t you just be normal? People hate you enough for your looks but if you’re kinder, maybe people will give you a chance, idiot. But I guess it’s too late now. For all these years in college you were always with yourself rotting away.
Some people are just different! Not everyone can fit in, especially since you said I am ugly and disgusting.
Well, cry then! Cause nobody would even care if you die. Your family certainly wouldn’t care. I mean why would they? To have a son, so useless like you is a freaking burden to them. You’re a poor excuse of a human being.
Cry! *laughing frantically*
Go back to your mommy, loser! Or why don’t you just end your suffering right this moment? Kill yourself loser!
I've heard that so many times, I don’t feel anything anymore. You can’t break me. *wipes off tears*
Oh, should I show everyone the picture you sent to Bianca? *laughing*
Why did you even think she’s real?! I mean, do you really think any girl would talk to you online? Look at your face! That photo is so embarrassing and you know it, the whole college would hate you for it. Basically you don’t have a future anymore here. Just leave, or kill yourself.
Why would you do that? Why do you want me dead so bad? Just leave me alone!
No. In fact, I’m going to make your life so miserable, you’ll never want to live anymore. Oh, remember when your uncle molested you? Damn, so must have enjoyed it so much, huh. You were just a little kid, but I guess that’s what you get for being the disgusting person that you are.
*covers ears with hands, visibly shaking*
Stop! Stop! Leave me alone!
Remember when you almost overdosed on fat burning pills? Lol, that was so funny! Do you know that everyone in college wished you would never recover, we were so happy when we heard the news. That’s why you didn’t get any visits or cards or anything. People just hate you in general.
*once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. He bends forward where he sat on the floor and pressing his palms to the mat, he begins to cry with the force of a person vomiting on all fours*
You think your tears can erase everything away? You think your endless cry can erase the pain? You’re nothing but a weak and a useless human being. You have no friends, no achievements, no life, no supports, and no love. You’re nothing.
I just want to be alone! Please leave me. *his words can barely be understood*
This is reality, this is life. No matter how much you beg, nothing is going to change. You fail and will always, always be a failure. Why don’t you just do ALL of us the favor and just kill yourself right now.
*hands him a razor*
I… I just… *takes the razor*
Yes! Cut yourself! You piece of pathetic loser. End your life!
How do you know so much about me?
*silence. He stands away, and in the distance he sees a mirror. As he gets closer, he looks into the mirror.*
Wait. What is this?!
*as he looks to this back, there’s no one else in the room. He looks at his hand and the razor is there, he is holding it*
Do you hate yourself that much?