I hate...

[kabster]

I hate not being able to do things I want. I hate when I have other commitments and then having people telling me what a great time they had and then point out that I shouldn’t have missed out on all this fun. I hate Hippocrates (ironically). I hate when people freak out about PDA of others and then snog like crazy in front of everyone. I hate spazie/uncomfortable people. I hate that annoying high pitched giggle. I hate when I feel stupid. I hate when I’m treated like an object. I hate when I feel like a tool of amusement and that’s all. I hate being silent and not knowing what to do. I hate uncomfortable places. I hate bullies. I hate when people push me around. I hate when I can’t stop. I hate when things go wrong. I hate not knowing what to say. I hate not having a plan and then getting in trouble for it. I hate it when people cut me off. I hate being too polite to not say anything to people who cut me off. I hate wanting to be perfect. I hate wanting to be the right person. I hate disappointing. I hate posers. I hate fakes. I hate people who think they’re being real but just do it for attention. I hate people who are mellow-dramatic. I hate it when someone steals my spotlight (keyword: my). I hate being demanded of things I’m not obligated to do. I hate whiners. I hate whining. I hate people who snitch. I hate it when I’m wrong and everyone remembers. I hate being teased about my faults (the important ones). I hate when I’m sad and bring other people down. I hate it when I ruin other people’s fun. I hate it when I’m asked if I’m “okay” millions of times (if I answer you harshly then I’m annoyed by you, if I brush it off I don’t want to talk about it). I hate doing things I hate.
I hate being afraid to tells you things. I hate always thinking you’re angry with me. I hate when I don’t know what’s wrong. I hate knowing that I might hurt you. I hate wondering when you’ll hurt me.

I hate thinking so negatively.