(Don't even bother reading this)

[Young Alien Type]

I hate you.
I want to rip you limb from limb,
making love to you all the while.
You've stolen my heart, and I don't know
if I'll ever get it back
(or a replacement).
And for that, you either deserve
to die, or
to be held forever.
And you flaunt, to my face,
the fact of your possession.
Every moment I cast my loving scowl.
On your shelf, gaining value and dust,
until the bank calls.
Wrap me tighter around your finger;
I can stll breathe.
We can't have that, now can we?
(Author's note- Fuck.)

 

[runawaygrrrl]

well, I bothered to read it, and I'm glad I did.

 

[up all night]

When someone says 'don't read this' it makes me SO much more likely to read it...
When I read your work I always get the feeling that you would be a very interesting person and this one has just added to that impression.
This situation sounds torturous....but exciting and passionate...
Awesome work again.

 

[shittykitty]

im glad i bothered yanno how they say theres a fine line bbetween love and hate well i think youve depicted that amazingly i think your a talently writer and you should pursue something regarding it sorry bout the spaces i spilt beer on my keyboard and the keys stick