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Aug 15, 2004 01:53

Ugh. (caveman style right there) I hate fighting with people. Especially people that I care about. I hate saying things I shouldn't have. I hate how I can't deal with my own problems so I push them on to other people. I hate how I can't deal with my own problems. I hate how I don't tell people that I'm pissed off at them and I just hold it in until they do the littlest of things and then I blow up on them. I hate how I push people away because I don't want to trust them. I hate how I don't think I can trust anyone. I hate how I don't let people in because I think they can hurt me. I hate fighting with my friends. I hate caring what people think of me. I hate getting mad at people. I hate the way I choose to deal with things. I hate not being able to tell my friends things when I'm supposed to be able to tell them anything. I hate crying. I hate caring about what other people think. I hate hurting other people. I hate getting hurt. I hate how you love me. I hate when you don't tell me things. I hate being fat. I hate not being a part of your life. I hate not being able to sleep at night. I hate socializing when I'm pissed off or depressed. I hate putting up a front so people don't know how I'm feeling. I hate hiding my feelings. I hate hiding... I hate how you get angry at me. I hate how you love me. I hate the way you make me feel. I hate needing people. I hate saying things I shouldn't. I hate how I love you. I hate how I can never let anything go. I hate being frustrated. I hate being hurt. I hate being lied too. I hate being withheld information. I hate being poor. I hate being trailer trash. I hate my family. I hate my friends. I hate hating my friends. I hate how I care. I hate the way I act around people. I hate making an ass of myself. I hate letting people know who I am. I hate my past. I hate not being sure of things. I hate my dad. I hate the way your not around. I hate the way I deal with my problems. I hate making you mad. I hate making you mad at me. I hate it when you scream. I hate being weak. I hate missing out. I hate the way you hate me. I hate not being loved. I hate the way your always going to be there. I hate being lonely. I hate not saying things I should. I hate that you've gone away. I hate that you left me. I hate being mean to the ones I love and would be nothing without. I hate not letting people know how much I love them and need then. I hate telling people how I feel. I hate how this is going to let people know what I hate. I hate refusing help that I need. I hate being mad at you. I hate doing things only to please other people. I hate the way you care. I hate the way your going to be there for me when I need you most. I hate missing you. I hate how I am....

I think I've written enough to keep you all thinking for a long time... or at least until I come back...

P.S. I hate not getting this done until 3:16 a.m.
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