A Recipe I Won’t Soon Forget

It starts with a dash of self righteousness
The kind dipped in the sour of your age
Tossed in a mean spirited heredity
Add to that the season of experience
That overwhelms the hardiest palette
Steeped in bitterness
Marinated in resentful tears
Garnished with hurtful words and and awful cries
And served on a bed of regrets
Alongside revenge that’s best served cold.

And there we have it! The perfect recipe for
“A hateful you”


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