Ode to Hatred.

I hate highschool.

I hate love.

I hate, HATE when boys lead me on.

I hate guys that act like they like you then dump you, because you are not cool enough.

I hate being alone all day.

I hate knowing that I am the direct cause that put myself in this situation.

I hate that I can’t fix this.

I hate wanting to go somewhere far away, but knowing that once I leave I won’t have anyone to come back to if everything blows up in my face.

I hate when you meet someone you think could be a very dear friend to you, but then leave you and never look back, because they found someone better.

I hate being second best.

I hate being one person around certain people then being another person around someone else. I want to be just me all the time.

I hate OCD.

I hate all my insecurities.

I hate sitting by myself.

I hate staring at the wall for hours just thinking.

I hate that I want to make a difference, but I haven’t yet.

I hate that I look nothing like the people on the TV screen.

But I love you.

And I love that God loves me spite all the people and ideas I can never live up to.