Why Do You Hate Me So?

You know, I thought you would keep me company when I was feeling a bit down, but for some reason you don’t really want to spend any time with me at all. In fact, I think you might actually detest me. Obviously I am pretty offended as I have looked after your sorry ass for quite a while now.

I know I’m damn busy at the moment but I assumed you knew why I was so damn busy! Yet even when I try and spend time with you, you hang around for a second then bugger off back to your home. Saying some sort of rubbish, (though I can’t quite make out what you’re saying) as you walk away from me. That time I came in wearing my sexy black leather dress you still didn’t give a shit! How could you ignore that fantastic piece of ass! I’ve shown you the god damn universe, I gave you a nice place to live and how do you repay me? You just stare at me and then run away when the going gets tough.

Okay, maybe you don’t like the fact I have my boyfriend over for a few nights, but you shouldn’t let that stop you from being my friend, you stupid jerk! He’s a nice guy who looks after me. He has a good scar… maybe you’re jealous? I prefer the lizard type to be honest. But even so, I think it’s more of a personal attack on me than anything else.

I had a friend just like you once many years ago. His name was Boo. Sweet, friendly, and enjoyed my company. And wasn’t put off by facial markings and glowing red scars. Yet you’re just not willing to get to know me. You just look at my exterior and judge me and I don’t think that’s fair on me. I could break your legs into teeny pieces if I wanted to, but then that wouldn’t be fair on you would it (though I am still tempted).

You should never judge a book by its cover, ever. It’s what’s inside that counts and it’s also what’s inside that instigates the beatings. But you still seem to just judge me. Or maybe it’s not just me? Maybe you just hate everyone. I keep thinking, have I done something to offend you? Have I scared you in some way? If I have then I wish I could do something to change that. But it does seem that how ever much I try, you wont even give me a chance. I think I’m just gunna give up. I’m not wasting any more of my precious time trying to interact with you. Let’s see how you like to be neglected.

…Damn you, Space Hamster! I paid good money for you, and all you do is jack shit!!!