Aarathi, I hate you for glorifying misochism. I hate you for the power you had over my young mind from the age of 6. I hate you for making me relate to you. I hate you for making me want to be like you. I hate you for making me practice all that silent crying and drinking of tears. I hate you for making me mistake pain and suffering as sign of my love. I hate you for making me measure the genuinity and depth of my love by the amount I suffered in silence. I hate you. May you drown in all that saline fake tears you poured on the screen. With all my hate The one who is now learning to break from misochism.
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 07:40:33 +0000
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