Painting Black: Diva Mode

Diva Mode

Call me witch, greedy, full of myself, I’ll take gladly. Just don’t force me to like her, to share anything with her. I will never like her. And I am sorry that I’m not making an effort pretending that I like her. I hate how she speaks, she is loud and uncouth. I hate how she eats. How loud should she chew her food? It’s repulsive. I hate how she ransacks my things and use them without uttering a word of permission. I hate how she acts and thinks highly of herself thinking she is “saved” because of her religion. Who is she fooling? For apart from religion, she is no different from everybody else, she’s even worse than most people I hate!


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