Disgust.
You disgust me.
Disgust in every sense of the word.

Hate.
I hate you.
Hate you with the purest of passion.

Fear.
I want you to fear me.
Fear my unfortunate psychotic actions.

Sorrow.
I pray you're forever filled with sorrow.
Sorrow for making me suffer this way.

Regret.
I hope you regret all you've done.
Regret me... like I regret you.
 
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