HATRED ALLOWED

I can no longer abide by the way you treat those around you. No more can I tolerate your inconsistency. Your retroactive changes to ensure your righteousness. Your hypocritical mouth makes me want to vomit. You have become a filthy joke that offends the earnest efforts of those who aid you. We have been kind and accommodating. We have been patient as we wait for you to rise up to the challenges before you. You have failed. Failed everyone around you. We are sick of your inadequacies. Frustrated and angry.

Your efforts, the ones you have told me of countless times, are transparent. Nothing more than window dressing to save your own skin. It is a show for those who observe your behavior and ability. Your ideals are obsolete. Your philosophies are nothing applicable to the daily expectations before you. You're a fake. A plastic replication of someone decent and competent. A preprogramed parrot with a rank.

And yes, it would in fact, bring this normally passive person great satisfaction to harm you with impunity. Even joy to degrade you and reduce you to the earth crawling creature I perceive you to be. As I walk behind your turned back I look at your body, constantly reading the best place to land a hard blow. I am comfortable with this now because I have done everything in my power to accommodate and perform properly for you. To ignore the gross unfairness emanating from your mouth and actions. Know this. Consequence is the only thing that holds back my kinetic limbs. They want to ruin you. Cripple you.