I am so filled with generalized hatred for so many people, for so many reasons.
And I know that each one of my reasons is completely justified, and I feel righteous when I feel that Hatred.
I was correct, after all. There is no denying that.
And because I was correct, I continue to feel spite and hatred to those vain and prideful people around me who were incorrect, who have yet to admit their mistakes.
And I wait, I wait for those incorrect idiots to apologize to me, because I know that they were wrong, and I know that I am right, and everything they did was fucking retarded.
So I will wait until the End of Time, expecting an apology I will never receive, knowing I was always right about everything, and eating nothing but my own resentment.
The ones I prayed for, if they apologized, I don't think I'd believe it was sincere. I'd be wondering what kind of manipulation they were up to. It's better not to expect an apology and instead to hope for a true change of heart in these enemies.
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