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i can't ******** stand you, sometimes.
i've never met anybody so ******** stupid in my entire ******** life.
you're not only stupid, but you can't do anything worth s**t.
i see you hanging around your 'friends', and if you wouldn't mind,
stop being so ******** fake. don't you have a shred of dignity left?
and to top it off, your own brother hates you.
please, stop acting like you're all that and so much more,
because you're not.
you're lazy. always lying. two-faced. extremely annoying. hypocritical.
and good for absolutely nothing.
there's more, but i'd literally go on forever if i tried listing everything.

ahah, i love how i can hear you talking with your friends,
about how much i suck, and how i need to get better.
that's why i'm practicing in the first place, dumbass.
and really, do you really think that you can do any better?
i've only had it for a two months, i'm not going to sound perfect.
you have no right to ******** criticize me with your little friends,
speaking in your unnatural high-pitched voice,
sounding so happy, so preppy, so fake.
but go ahead, tell them all the s**t you want about me.
it doesn't matter,
and it definately doesn't make you any better than what you are now.

holy ********, exactly how many times did your parents drop you when you were a baby?
just because you're older, it doesn't give you the right to treat him like he isn't human.
you treat him so badly that i wouldn't be surprised if he grows up all ********,
from having to live with you for so long.
im surprised he's been able to put up with you for this long.
i wouldn't mind if he pushed you off a bridge anytime soon,
i'm sure you deserve it.

it's funny how you mistaken my anger for sadness.
it's funny how you think you've won,
and say the same things over and over again,
just to make me cry some more.
it's hard not to walk over and ******** punch you.
it takes everything i've got not to clench my fist,
and hit your repulsive-looking face over and over again.

at least you wouldn't be so horrible to look at anymore.
black eyes, bloody nose, teeth knocked out.
sometimes i can picture it all in my head, and i realize,
it suits you.

but, unlike you, i actually have things i can lose,
and i know being violent has its consequences.
but you,
just because you don't have anything to lose,
just because you don't have anything better to do,
it doesn't mean you can say and do anything you want.

yes, i know i'm being a b***h, writing all of this.
but at least i can admit it.
why can't you?

it's embarassing for me to be around you.
i'm ashamed of even saying i know you.
right now i can't ******** stand you.
and yet i'm supposed to love you.
it's ******** impossible.