Hate

Vanna


Notice of absence from Vanna
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.

I hate you.

 

I hate how you’re always in my head,like a broken record on repeat.

 

I hate how you light me up inside, a spark turning into a fire I never meant to start.

 

I hate how you make me nervous, like a kid on the first day of school, hands shaking, heart too loud.

 

I hate how you make me care about how I look, about what I say, about everything.

 

I hate how you make me want to let you in, even after I swore every door was locked.

 

I hate how much you make me feel.

 

I hate how much I don’t hate you at all.

  • Author: Vanna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 25th, 2026 18:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    So much hate even hating hate. I loved how this turned around at the end. Well done

    • Vanna

      Thank you so much I appreciate it

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Vanna, I’ve felt that kind of contradiction…where something pulls at you even when you’re trying to resist it. That mix of nerves, care, and wanting to shut it down all at once…yeah, that’s real. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

        • Vanna

          Thank you for the feedback I highly appreciate it



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