i hate that i have to see him tomorrow and i know it's going to break my heart...
i hate that i'm going to see my family and 'friends' this weekend and have to keep it together when i'm falling apart.
I hate exams
I hate liking my teacher, and pissing him off when i do crap.
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know, right now you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe then you'll see A different side of me Unwell - Matchbox 20
"Why inflict pain on oneself, when so many others are ready to save us the trouble?"
George Pacaud (1879 - 1937)
i hate that i feel like crap
i hate that i am failing at uni
i hate that i feel like a bad mum
i hate that i take cocaine sometimes
i hate that i am in debt
i hate that i am sooooo scared...
I hate how I'm failing all of my classes.
I hate myself.
I hate mood swings.
I hate that I'm fat.
I hate my thoughts.
I hate that I can't cry.
I hate people.
I hate everything....
je deteste le tout(pardon the random french... it comes out sometimes)
i hate how you ignore me.
i hate that you think it's all right, and lie.
i hate that i have to hide a key part of who i am to keep the harrasment at bay.
i hate that i still want to after so long.
I hate my mum.
I hate my life.
I hate im addictied to cutting.
I hate people talking behind my back in school
Im sick of lies
Im sick of bullies
I hate not knowing wether im happy or not
I hate wating to cut for no reason.
i hate it when he says he loves me and i know it's not in the way that i love him.
i hate how pathetic i am.
i hate how he is constantly on my mind.
i hate how i can't tell the difference between dreams and reality.
i hate that i've been living here for 6 months and have only made 2 friends.
Location: A Dark Place Somewhere North Of The Border
I am currently:
i hate that my laptop is broken
i hate that i cant talk to you
i hate that im falling so far
i hate that i si'd twice today
i hate that you kept this all a secret from me
i hate that you never helped me when you had the chance
i hate that you walked out on me
i hate that you gave up on me
i hate that i still love you
i hate that i miss him even more
i hate that im so screwed up
i hate ME
i hate not being able to see GA
I hate hot days
i hate having enough money to buy sharps
i hate that the dollar store is so far away
i hate sucking at skateboarding
i hate not having all my stuff
i hate missing my friends from flo crit
i hate that i have to go back there for a day
your tears dont fall they crash around me- bullet for my valentine.
I hate the stuff my dad says/does
I hate finals
I hate remembering what she did to me, cause now I understand
I hate my mind
I hate my ugly, blubbery body
I hate that there are more rules every day and that sports announcer me is so loud right now
I'd better stop.
this is my magical medicine cabinet. Left to right they contain: courage, hope, calmness, and strength.
The magical part: They NEVER run out, so borrow some any time you want.
I hate when I say im fine and people believe me.
I hate that I'm so mean to the one person that cares about me.
I hate my face.
I hate me.
I hate that I can't live in fantasy land.
I hate that I have no direction in life.
I hate that I can have a really good day and still want to cut.
I hate feeling like an outcast every time I see my friends, cause I never know how to act or what to say, and I hate the paranoia that comes the next day after a night out, that I've done something wrong or made an arse of myself or that my friends are talking about me behind my back, that they don't really want to hang around with me, they're just doing it out of pity.
I hate not knowing what my plans are going to be for the future, that I'm going to have no routine or social interaction now that college has finished, and I'm just going to be stuck in the house all day cause I can't find a job no matter how hard I try. I know that I'm probably going to slip back in to feeling complete shit every day, just as i was progressing a little bit. Cause when I was unemployed last year for 8 or nine months it was the shittest time ever, and have never felt as useless and pointless as i did during that time, and i'm petrified that's going to happen again.
I hate having no motivation to do anything, and that i'm comfort eating way too much, and putting on more weight, which doesn't do wonders for my all ready low confidence.
I hate that I'm going to a festival in august, and instead of concentrating on having a really fun time, cause it's something i've wanted to do for ages, i'm too busy worrying about my scars, and what i'm going to do if it's too warm, i don't want to have to suffer in the heat any longer, and i doubt i'll have got my appointment at the dermatologists in time, so there's not anything that can be done in time. I'm also not liking the idea of having to talk to people there that i don't know and mingle, cause i'm a complete failure at that and people will just think i'm stupid or irritating.
