Day 1: What I Say, What I Whisper

I say that I have no ill feelings towards you, but the truth is, what I whisper, is that I hate you. Every single thing about you. I hate you. Not an active hate, but an if you’re mentioned kind of hate, that may cause my blood to boil. An “I don’t really care for her” type of hate that’s really an “I wouldn’t mind if something terrible happened to her” kind of hate. I say what I say because being forward about my true feelings is classified as petty, but I can’t help what I feel, and you can’t help that you’re the type of person you are.