I Hate You

I hate how you handle me.

I hate that you can't handle me.

I hate how you're dating.

I hate that you won't be home this weekend.

I hate that I have to be.

I hate how you can't keep anything straight,

I hate that the rules always change.

I hate that yesterday you didn't care where I was.

I hate that today you yelled.

I hate that you think you have a right to.

I hate that you sort of do.

I hate that you really don't.

I hate that you're my father.

I hate how you're not my dad.

I hate that you think so little of me.

I hate that you think so much.

I hate how you make me fend for myself.

I hate that you baby me.

I hate that all I'm thinking is JUX and PARADOX.

I hate that I'm not thinking at all.

I hate that I hate you this much.

I hate your actions.

I hate your decisions.

I hate your inane logic.

I hate everything you stand for.

I Hate You.

I can't even concentrate. I can't think. I can't remember the last time I slept for a solid 5 hours. I can't remember the last time I didn't have a huge to do list. I can't remember the last time I wasn't worried about something. I can't remember the last time I wasn't worried about school.

I need sleep I need quiet I need to be left alone.

I have 12 homework assignments due Monday.

Tomorrow is my two month anniversary with my boyfriend and I was a bitch to him all day today.

The party from hell is next weekend.

I am not prepared for the rest of the week, let alone the rest of my life.

Shit.

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