So, back to you, huh?

Well, this sucks.

I don't know when I'll be able to stop really really disliking you. I can't stand your stupid smile that turns down at the sides, or your scary pointy side-teeth...or your incessant laughter at things that shouldn't be funny...I really don't like the way you're so sarcastic like me. I don't like how you make me look at you all the time. I don't like your swishy hair. Your eyes are stupid. Quit being funny. It's dumb. When I laugh just consider it as me telling you how much I dislike you in a different way. Everyone knows eye contact went out of style years ago. I can't stand your shoes, either. Or your shirts with those bands I like on them. Oh, and just so you know, LOTS of people can play a musical instrument. Who cares if YOU can? And just because I like that song doesn't mean I want you to play it perfectly. Quit looking at me. You're dumb and I don't like you. Stop.
I think it would be best if you left me alone.........
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.....please don't leave me alone................

-Hannah