I hate people standing on the wrong side of an escalator, I hate women beaters, I hate people that just stop suddenly in front of you while your walking, I hate people who talk extremely loudly on the phone especially when its in a harsh language, and I really hate smelly taxi drivers! Basically I think I'm saying I've spent to long in Beijing. Oh yeah and I hate people going on about the pollution in China, I mean every quickly developing country has to put up with some shit for a while.
i hate my hand always shake which makes it so hard to do all the details on my models i hate my brother i hate my mother i hate my mothers boyfriend i hate pop, punk, rock and almost every music type that isn't metal i hate school and every 1 in it including the students i hate cowboys, emos, Americans, french, British and all other HUMANS!! i hate movies that they make like 2 hours commercial about a day and then the movie isn't good at all i hate being this paranoid i hate my tumor i hate that always when you are going to take a shower all the hot water is already gone i hate my friends for millions of reasons but i can't find any better i hate being weak i hate the lights (especially the sun which i'm going to destroy in he future) i hate my eyes because not everything i see really happens i hate that i'm not allowed to be up all night and sleep all day when nothing really happens during the day anyway i hate myself i hate finger, toes, arms, eyes, hair and everything that's on the human body i hate that if i want o go to a GW shop there is about 800 km to the closest 1 i hate people i hate football, hockey, baseball and exactly ALL sports i hate the thing called love because there is no meaning to it and it does not exist i hate all of you i hate how the vc ghosts look and that they should be updated long ago i hate those annoying smileys at the bottom of the page beside where you write a reply i hate dogs and i hate EVERYTHING IN THIS WORLD
I hate that feeling you get when you just get in from a nightclub and the room is moving, you feel sick and the lights are still strange colours.. oh and theres an overwhelming urge to talk to the cat about wednesday's football results in a really loud voice.
I sewed my old dreadlocks into my ex's dreadlocks [when he wasn't an ex] and I hate that it seemed like a good idea! I want my hair back dammit. OTHER PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BE TOUCHING IT WITHOUT MY CONSENT. God sake damn. *violated*