I hate you.
I hate the way you keep coming back no matter what I do to you. You annoy constantly, poking, prodding, tickling, touching, and making me feel like my skin is going to crawl off of my body... and no matter what I do, no matter how many times I kill you, you keep coming back.
I'm so tired of crying every time I have to get you out of my life. I'm tired of the intense pain that I feel when it's time again to do the deed. I'm tired of all of your friends doing the exact same thing.
I wish I could get rid of you forever. I wish you weren't here. I wish you'd never come back. I wish you would just die and that I'd never have to deal with you again.
Yup. I hate you nosehair. I hate you with a passion.