I Hate

I hate people.
I hate being fed up.
I hate seeing people I used to be friends with being happy without me.
I hate Facebook.
I hate being tired.
I hate the movie theater.
I hate love.
I hate that guy who I have a crush on who is embarrassed to be my friend in public, but loves to videochat for hours whEn it is just the two of us.
I hate that I let people use me.
I hate my parents.
I hate my siblings.
I hate school.
I hate drugs.
I hate that my friends do drugs.
I hate being an ugly person.
I hate the popular girls.
I hate feeling trapped.
I hate feeling depressed.
I hate that I don’t have any palpable or defendable reason for being depressed.
I hate that I’m not courageous.
I hate that everyone on this site feels alone. If we all are so lonely, why can’t we keeP each other company?
I hate that no one will understand or read this post.
I hate that I’m so angry.
I hate that I care.