Don’t you HATE it…?
I hate it. People who pretend like they care. Buy, what I hate most is… People who think that they love me ENOUGH or they THINK that they care ENOUGH about me. What can you give to me? Do I need you? Why should I be nice to you?!
You don’t understand me. Why…? BECAUSE YOU NEVER TRIED! Oh, you tried… Just NOT enough… Because you stop, you got distracted by… Anything you like. Yeah, adults. PARENTS! Not all parents. You know at some points, I love my dad. And at some points, I HATE MY MOM! Because she talks a lot and I hate it when she talk nonsense (something I dislike). Now, now.. She usually talk about stuff I shouldn’t buy. Do you think my dad don’t work? Do you think my dad don’t have money? What do he work for if it isn’t for our happiness…?! So… I can’t buy stuff I like the most. Because mom never understand how I feel about it.
I’M NOT LIKE YOU!!! I’M NOT AS NORMAL AS YOU! I AM NOT YOU!!!
And I’m glad. I will never be like my mom and dad. I will never want to be like them. Well, my dad is awesome. I might want to have some of his skills. However, I dislike their attitude and lack of knowledge. Because mom thinks she loved me and cared. In the end, she doesn’t even know what I want the most. She doesn’t even know my favorite artist. What kinda parent is that…?
“No one is perfect.”
Don’t ever say that. God makes no mistake. So, everyone is perfect. Depends on how you describe the word ‘perfect’. I look at people and they are not perfect if they have personality I cannot tolerate. I judge based on character. It will never change. You know? Attitude can change but, personality sticks ’till you die!
GOD put some people around me, family, relatives, that I CAN NOT TOLERATE!
I HATE THIS WORLD FOR THAT!
Friday, August 23rd 2013
“I went to Monica’s dinner (for celebrating her birthday weeks ago). I finished at 9 P. M. I thought I wanna be home tonight but, I was wrong. I HATE MOTHER. She’s the worst! She will never understand me. What do I want the most… She can never understand how I feel when I obtained it.”
Mother always wanna ruin the mood… I dislike her. I never want to be like her. I don’t wanna be a mother. She’s the reason why I am ME and she will regret this because she can never understand how I feel… She will never understand my HAPPINESS! I am not like her…
It’s harsh and when she read this, she’ll get hurt, probably. I may regret this because sometime, I enjoyed her but, right now, I feel more hatred entered the chamber of my heart and I REALLY HATE MY MOTHER!!!
O GOD WHY?!?!
CURSE ME FOR HATING THE WOMAN WHO GAVE BIRTH TO ME
[ Wine Fallensky – Waiting to be Forgiven ]