I hate it when I wake up and realise my dream wasn't real.
I hate it when my friends are unhappy and I don't know how to cheer them up.
I hate it when I spend time with my bestfriends and I miss them immediately after I leave them.
I hate it when I am being nice to someone and they treat me like shit.
I hate it when I'm hungry.
I hate being broke.
I hate going to school.
I hate it when I vent my anger on others because of someone else's fault.
I hate it when I don't know what people are thinking about.
I hate it when someone walks behind me.
I hate it when I'm so angry I punch the wall.
I hate abusing myself.
I hate abusing others.
I hate people.
I hate it when my siblings fight.
I hate it more when my parents fight.
I hate it when my dad scolds the rest of the family because of one family member's mistake.
I hate feeling useless.
I hate boys.
I hate people who lie to me.
I hate it insults.
I hate egoistic people.
I hate people who swear.
I hate people who talk too much.
I hate people who ask me too many questions.
I HATE YOU!