Hates
Today's musing is on hate. I used to hate things a lot more than I do currently(or at least I think I did).
I try not to hate people. Everyones entitled to a perspective, even if I don't agree with it.
No one likes cutting their head; it bleeds a lot and hurts. Duh! However I hate having scabs on my scalp. There is nothing like it, and I compulsively have to stop my self from tearing it off my head. Fat lot of help that would do.
Also, I don't know if the ladies have to deal with this, but I hate going to a public urinal and finding someones pubes on the lip of the bowl. Fucking slobs.
I try not to hate people. Everyones entitled to a perspective, even if I don't agree with it.
No one likes cutting their head; it bleeds a lot and hurts. Duh! However I hate having scabs on my scalp. There is nothing like it, and I compulsively have to stop my self from tearing it off my head. Fat lot of help that would do.
Also, I don't know if the ladies have to deal with this, but I hate going to a public urinal and finding someones pubes on the lip of the bowl. Fucking slobs.