Hate Haiku: September 2010

Monday, September 27, 2010

I don't care what you
do, as long as you never
speak to me again.

How sad that you are
so old and have so little
to show for your life.

Happy birthday! Here
is a pinata full of
bees to celebrate!

How sad that once I
stop hating you, noone will
still care about you.

I wish you had not
been born. I know it's cliche
but it is still true.

I'm not your mother
my responsibilities
do not include you

I hate you so much
you deserve what comes to you
as long as it's bad

your motorcycle
does not make you look sexy
please drive it away

you deserve abject
humiliation, shame, you
lying piece of shit.

You are aware, right,
that dying your hair blonder
won't make you less fat?