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You know what I Hate? Kissin' a chick. Then three days later you hear your going out with them. What the hells with this? You show some fuckin' emotion to a chick and she thinks you want to be with them forever, so you hear her friends come up to you sayin' stuff like. So and her are going out now huh? .....no? Oh really? Well she's been going around telling everyone your dating and that she's going to move out to B.C with you. Yes, I think we all know who im talking about. What the FUCK'S up with this though? You know what Else I Really Fucking Hate? Being accused of beating up a girl. This just fuckin' enrages me so much, it's hard to even know where to begin, so perhaps I'll skip to the middle. Why the fuck would someone's parents claim that I beat them up when it is CLEARLY not true, seeing as I was on the other side of the city the night in question. How would they get an idea like that in there heads? I wonder??? You know what I Hate? That used feeling you get after your hanging out with someone, and they get what they want out of you, or you give more then you should out of false pretenses and well, yeah, you end up just feeling used. It sucks. You know what I Hate? When people just wont leave you the fuck alone! You ask them nicely to leave you alone, no longer talk to you, you tell them to fuck off, but they don't, you tell em not to call, but they do. WHY? Is it to much to just be left alone? Oh but they do it cuz they care, if they cared, then they would know that it upsets me to fuckin' deal with this bullshit! You know what Else I Hate? The bastardization of the word 'Love'. This word seems to have no real meaning anymore, aside from describing something you really like, it's actually pretty sad. It's supposed to be a word that describe the feelings that you can only get for and from a special person, if your lucky, more then once in a lifetime, but then, a single word can not describe the feeling its meant to, though that may simply be because said bastardization. I know I'm not helping, saying that I Love things in this love hate section, well, Fuck off and stop looking to deeply into my rants or you will see right through them, asshole. You know what I Hate? Living in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do and never being able to leave this god damn house. I hate that allot.
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