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i used to not have internet at home, so i wouldn't sit in front of the pc all nite long, instead of sleeping, but since i'm working freelance and we communicate thru email, i gotta have it and thats why i hate it! and i hate myself too, btw, for not being able to resist. do i have to write "i hate" in bold or does the programm do that? Nov 28 5:44 PM UTC

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I hate myself. I hate my behaviour toward others. I hate that I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I hate that I don't feel like I'm worthy or capable to live life. I hate everything about myself... except for the way I look. I'm very proud of my features. I hate that people probably get to know me because I seem interesting... but then they get to know me, and, whaddya' know, I'm just another freakshow runaway.

Yup, that about sums it up. I hate myself. Feb 14 11:57 PM UTC

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myself. I am a psychotic bitch and I fuck up everything I do. Feb 7 2:04 PM UTC

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I hate whoever is reading this because you're apart of mass society which makes me hate my self. You're one of those typical people that sit next to me on the train in the morning; you glance over at me and it drives an arrow of self doubt through the flesh. They must think I'm ugly or something, I think to myself. I hate you because you're one of those people apart of some college clique, that always judges the pictures I put up on my facebook. "Skank", they say; "What if they're right? What if i'm just some stupid skank?" I think to myself. I hate you because you're bubbly and exciting and you have a beautiful personality; you know exactly who you are, and you're so laid back. "I'll never be like that. I wish I knew how to be myself. I wish i knew who 'myself' really is. I hate you because you're willing to open yourself up to others; I'm destined to always remain closed and defensive. I hate you because you're that stupid girl in my Ling150 class that always uses big words and mind altering theories in her discussions; "I'll never be as smart as her," I say to myself. I hate you because when you sit next to me, my natural instinct to say things is shut off; my thoughts just race through my mind and never leave my lips. No, this isn't a love letter. I hate that you think that. I'm talking to YOU. Yes, YOU! The everyday, typical, male/female person that I encounter a million times a day. You make me doubt myself.I hate you because you make me question my beauty, my personality, my intellect, and my ability to be open with other people. I hate you because you make me hate myself. So I guess I don't really hate you at all. I guess I truly hate myself in the end. Jan 17 4:52 PM UTC

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I hate my family.
I hate that they kicked me out when I was 17.
I hate holidays. Having no family means I dont get to go anywhere or eating anything or getting shit for xmas.
I hate having to spend all my money on life coz life is so expensive.
I hate hanging out with the friends I do have coz mostly they use me coz I have a job and when they are nice its not sincere.
I hate being alone.
I hate not having anyone.
I hate being no one. Nov 23 9:35 AM UTC