Aug 16, 2006 23:24
I hate growing up.
I hate knowing that i will never be 15 or 13 or 7 again.
I hate him.
I hate him for leaving us.
I hate him for making my mom sad.
I hate him for replacing us with a blonder, better family.
I hate it that i hate him.
I hate when people change.
I hate when people used to be so cool and then they change into something horrible like people that drink and smoke and have sex.
I hate it when people drink or smoke or have sex.
I hate it when people lose their innocence.
I hate it that i have lost my innoncence.
I hate to think that someone else thinks like me.
I hate regrets.
I hate it that i have regrets.
I hate it that i have regrets of not saying the things that need to be said because i may not be able to say that again.
I hate it that i lost something that may have been amazing.
I hate it that i lost it and i'm the one regretting it.
I hate it that he wont even read it.
I hate it that he has no idea i still think about him.
I hate that people do stupid things then act like its fine.
I hate it that i'm leaving in 2 weeks.
I hate that i know it will be different when i come back and i am dreading it.
I hate that i only think i'm in love.
I hate it that i have wasted my first kiss.
I hate myself for thinking this way.
I hate being pessimistic.
I hate being lonely.
I hate saying that i'm lonely because it makes it more real.
I hate insomnia.