If there were a number below negative infinity, I would type that.
However because there isn't, I am forced to hide my complete and utter contempt for you.
For ninety six million years, I was forced to wandering this earth alone.
If for every nanometre that I traveled had the word 'hate' on those hundreds of millions of kilometres it would still be inadequate to express the depths of my loathing.
If there were a way to freeze you in time yet keep you conscious through every second of it yet unable to move a single muscle, I would find a way to do it.
If this universe had expanded infinitely and I had infinite time to scream that rage into the universe, I would never be able to complete it.
I'd I could, I would sow this loathing into the fabric of reality, making it an eternal constant that cannot be interrupted or halted.
My hate
Is more
Than eternal.
