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i hate BREATHERS. they sit next to you in the goddamn movies, they can't eat a food without making it a choking-sounding breathe-fest, they disturb the atmosphere in libraries. jesus christ, can't people just breathe inaudibly?! Sep 28 5:18 AM MST

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i hate being tired but not being able to sleep.
i hate being hungry but not wanting to eat.
i hate being thirsty but not wanting to drink.
i hate feeling so lonely and unloved yet not wanting to talk to anyone.
i hate feeling bored but not wanting to do anything.
i hate it when i feel i have nothing left. Sep 2 11:58 PM MST

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I hate it when people act like animals are on the same level as humans. They are not children - they are ANIMALS. They do not belong in the same room with humans when they are eating, especially dogs. I do not want a dog staring at me silently begging for me to surrender my food or having to smell it's dirtyness or watch it lick it's genitalia or anus while I am eating my DINNER. I am perfectly fine with sharing leftovers after the family has eaten, but they need to flat out wait their turn.

My mom is bad about it, but everyone else overrules her usually. One time she started to let the damn dog lick off a spoon that we EAT with. I yelled and she was like ohhh she's just a dog. Um exactly she's a DOG. Newsflash, they lick all over the place themselves all the time. That's nasty as hell.

I hate it even more though when you are a guest in someone's house though, and they do NOTHING to keep the animal from getting all over you when you don't want it to and you can't really make as big of a deal as you want to because you're a guest and don't want to be rude, even though they are being a million times ruder by not controlling that thing.

I couldn't help it one time though, I screamed at the dinner table at my ex-boyfriend's house because they let their stupid chihuahua roam around and pester everyone while we were eating and it pushed and forced it's way between my legs and hopped up and GRABBED my hand with it's mouth which was in my lap on my upper thigh. Disgusting! Mar 20 11:58 PM MST

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I don't hate that I was raped. I hate that I think I liked it. I hate when people talk about sex on the beach as a sexy, romantic thing because I was raped on the beach. I hate that I didn't feel bad after trying to killing myself. I hate I didn't regret it. I hate that I loved being in the Hospital. I hate that I loved riding in the ambulance to the Emergency Center. I hate that I think about killing people sometimes and the ways I could get away with it. I hate that I love lying and do it constantly. I hate that I can't truely ever trust anyone. I hate that I laugh when I see someone crying or hurting. I hate that I think murder and genocide and death is interesting, fascinating, and awesome. I hate that I love to see myself bleed. I hate that even though I could stop cutting, I don't WANT to. I hate that I don't want to be saved. I hate the way I look at myself in the mirror, and pick apart my every flaw. I hate that I can't stop eating. I hate that I don't have the will power to become Anorexic. I hate that I can't throw up. I hate that I keep trying to change myself but it never works. I hate how I don't care about anything anymore. Or anyone. I hate my parents. I hate hating my parents. I hate that I hate this goddamn town but I'm so afraid to leave. I hate that I'm so young and people take it as naivity. I hate when people tell me I'm just going through a phase. I hate living. I hate breathing. I hate sleeping. I hate the way my shrink tells me what's wrong with me. I hate the way he looks at me, so high on his pedastoole he sits. I hate that I'll never be smart enough, skinny enough, talented enough, or pretty enough. I hate that I have sex with random guys because it makes me feel better. I hate that I'm a whore and that I love it. I hate that I go against everything everyone is for. I hate that I will never make it anywhere and all my ambitions were lost. I hate being jealous of people I don't know, and people I do. I hate how screwed up I am. I hate the way my dad touches me. I hate the way he looks at me. I hate the way my mother drinks. I hate how I make my life sound worse than it is. I hate how I like to talk about myself. Sometimes. I hate how I push people away. I hate how I won't let myself love HIM. I hate that I believe in God, because I constantly let him down. I hate that I sometimes lose my faith and turn my back against the world. I hate that I believe there is a chance I could kill somebody. I hate that I know I'm capable of it. I hate that I like to pinch babys to see them cry and hold them to calm them. I hate that I won't ever be right in the head.


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I hate that I use so many napkins when I eat. Seriously, by the time I'm done eating anything, I have this mountain of napkins next to me. Oct 15 10:17 AM MST

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i hate it when people step on my brand new shoes but never on my old shoes.
i hate overweight girls that claim they have anorexia when they obviously don't...they're fucking 200 pounds trying to lose 100...it's called a fucking diet, not a fucking eating disorder Dec 8 5:20 PM MST

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I hate it when you are trying to watch a film and someone gets a packet of crisps and opens them making that horrible noise and eats them as loudly as possible and they suck their fingers after they have eaten it. It's disgusting Oct 30 8:56 PM MST

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i hate how i get headaches if i dont eat for awhile. i mean sometimes i have to eat a little something even when im not hungry just so i dont get a headache later. Oct 30 4:34 AM MST

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I hate it SO much when my cereal sits too long and gets soggy. I guess I don't eat fast enough. Oct 26 10:01 AM MST

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I hate over-eating. I do it over sadness and boredom. I'm pathetic. Oct 16 9:02 AM MST