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[shootiingstarrr]

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare; I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme; I hate the way you’re always right, I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh; even worse when you make me cry; I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you; not even close, not even a little, not even at all

- 10 things I hate about you

[shootiingstarrr]

It’s crazy how I fell deeply in love with a girl who hated me. And when that was over, I ended up hating myself even more.

[shootiingstarrr]

I’m so lost

Everything is rushing through me, as if time was moving too fast. But only if I could see, that I’m falling for the past.

I feel so empty inside, swimming in an ocean of dark blue. Everything is kept in my mind, shut with some heavy duty glue.

Feeling as if the world is falling, end it and I’ll be fine. If there is a sudden change of calling, then that will be my sign.

I’m lost, please find me, I’m severely low on life. I just want to feel no more pain, even if that means losing another 10 lives.

I’m tired, I’m angry, I’m questioning “who am I”. Why can’t I live a normal life, where lemons turn into lemonade that doesn’t make me die.

So much hate, so much pain, I did it once, I’ll again. Please give me hope and purpose, for this life is restricted within small domains.

As a new decade comes, please forgive what I have done. I want to grow old and wrinkly and still have a little fun.

I wish next year, everything will change. From my style to my hygiene, even my mid range. I know this sounds weird, but this is truely me. All these poems are stuff I feared, that hopefully will flee.

So in coming days, Christmas is upon us. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Years.