I hate you for what you did to me. You told my parents I was suicidal. You made fun of me. Made me feel like I was never loved. Said Im a girl and that i’ll Never be a man. Called me slurs. Made my problem seem so small. Made me insecure. I f****** hate you. I’m a boy and you can’t change that. I hate how I want your attention. That’s all I wanted from you, I wanted you to like me. I hate you Lestat, I tried to be your friend. Maybe you’ll see once I kill myself? Is that what you want?