What if I told you I know what you've done that night 3
years ago? What if I confessed to you I instantly became
injured?

What if I told you I loved you in the beginning? What if I
told you what you've done was the only fact that made me
despise you? What if I told you you had a chance before you
burned me? What if I constantly told you I believed you were
enjoyable, the nicest person I've known (until that
night...)?

What if I lied?

What if I told you now I still think of you, what if I told
you I want you so badly I can't think straight? Would you
notice I'm lying? Would you get hurt if I played with your
mind? What if I played with your heart? What if I fucked
them both up in an unnecessary and senseless act? Just one
act can make you grovel for the rest of your life!

How would you respond if I villainously slayed your
innocence? How would you feel if I took your character away?
How would it feel to think of me in every step you take,
every decision you make, in every breath. How would you feel
not being independent? Being potentially disturbed by my act
in every little thing you do.

What if I revealed to you I'm willing to die just to have
the rare occasion of seeing you suffer, listening to your
shrieks, watching you cry tears of fear, tears of hatred,
tears of pain? What if I told you I already have plans of
your not very charming death?

How would it feel to realize I was awake? I don't know if
you would give a fuck, but I do - I was injured by you, and
I'm the one who'll revengefully hurt you back in the end.

What if I constantly told you you utterly ruined my life
forever? Would you mind?

Would you be sorry for me or would you be happy I'm forever
defected, maimed, incapable of loving?
Would you mind?!

Would you feel sorry for me?! Not that I crave your remorse,
it's just that it will be pleasant to hear one "sorry" out
of you. Just One lousy sorry!

I just want to thank you, because of you I'm whoever I am
today, and I truly love myself.
I just want to blame you, because of you I'm forever broken,
there's a black hole inside my head in the area where I
think of you, the greatest abyss I've ever seen.
I want to ask you - did you enjoy yourself? If you could see
how it would strongly disturb me in my future, would you
still do the same? Was it worth it?

And just one more thing - don't get too proud of yourself,
I'm not who I am because of you directly, but because of how
I responded to what you've done and because I learned how to
efficiently handle my sorrows, my impulses. That's why I'm
waiting with my revenge, you suffer enough for now by just
being the pathetic unintelligent person you are.


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You are so lame! If I wasn't so hurt I would laugh at you
for the rest of my and your life, but at some point I know
I'll get crazy enough and your current misery won't seem
sufficient anymore.

Just wait.

I know I am.