I hate all manners of evil that walk this world to torment us.
But I really hate goddamn vampires.
And I really hate that I’m a worthless backstabbing lover
who was reduced to being a sex toy for the goddamn vampires.
And I absolutely hate, that I’m the last, desperate hope of this world.
It's too goddamn much to lay on one girl’s shoulder.
I let myself keep ranting these hateful thoughts in my head, over and over.
Hate sustained, hate endured.
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