I dedicate this page to everything fucked up and hateful...To be continued
	I have a recently acquired hate of really egotistical shits. People who like to talk as if they are perfect, but have no bite to back it up, or even if they do it's not something I want to hear about. I'm glad you're impressing someone with your babblings and "pride." But I simply don't want to hear it, I have no interest in anyone else's opinions of themselves, I will pass my own judgement and will live by that. As I hope they are doing of me, but it seems there are many people who believe that things can be facts, and that as thus there are certain qualities of people that can not be denied, and there is no sense in even judging. Fuck them
		I've found the thing I hate most is hate itself. I despise the hateful side of me, and in hating that I build more hate in frustration of my hating things. I've wanted really badly to be a really empathetic person. I want to be able to relate and help people, but so many people just frustrate and piss me off. I don't want to be bitter or spiteful, but it's an instinct, which is kind of beautiful in a twisted kind of way. But my own persistance in despising that instinct and beauty is fucked up, I hate, and I hate it.
			I hate that things are not going my way. I don't really know what to say about that. I just hate that I am in a state where nothing seems to be working out the way I want it to, things are working out to my benefit. But I don't always want my benefit. This view is kind of self-centered. But I simply don't care, we all have to be a bit self-centered to be honest. That's part of human nature. We can only feel ourselves atleast we can only feel ourselves to a certain level, we can feel others, but not as strong as we feel ourselves. I know this to be true, despite what many people have told me. I feel a lot of time I am singled out, I don't mind this. But I also feel there is a certain alien and lonely quality to me I don't like quite as much. It relates to this, because those alien people seem to have no relief or place to turn at points. There's always people who will listen, but listening and caring are 2 different things. People can only care about people they relate or find some common ground with, and I don't feel to have that, this may be my fault. That's not in question, I just hate this lonely and spacious hole in my existance. That was worded really bad...I think I'm going to hell
				I don't hate what's "normal." I've been told I do many times over, if I do then I am in major denial. Here's what I do hate, a belief that the only thing that holds any value is "normal." Such a mindstate really upsets me, I'd almost like to say that any mind that believes in "normal," I really hate. But I don't think that's true, I kind of empathize with the fact that it's hard to live today not conforming atleast that much. I realize that it also takes a certain strength to follow ideas of your own publicly and outwardly to the point that you can make any kind of statement like there is no normal. Even I at some points in certain areas falter with that value. I suck, so does this...I'm stopping
			I seem to be at a certain crossing point in my life. As I am getting very frustrated with almost everything I ever put worth to. All the things I thought beautiful, and devoted myself to finding and bringing out in me despite the odds. I am almost giving up on, I've almost given up on the world. I'm about to just say that it is fucked up beyond help, and try to hermit myself from it. Instead of extending my hand, I am about to simply start wearing gloves so that people can not cantominate it. I am getting tired of trying, and tired of failing, and tired of trying again. I'm getting tired of realizing I know what I was doing, and I need to listen to myself, I'm tired of listening to myself, and then hearing it's stupid. I'm getting tired of hearing, I'm getting tired of winning and still not feeling any better. I'm getting tired of having patience, getting tired of helping people find answers, getting tired of finding answers, getting tired of growing with people. I'm getting tired of beauty...I hate this. I hate anyone impressionable, anyone who can't think and judge for themselves, especially if they lean on me some because of this. Or lean on anyone, because they are leaving themselves so vulnerable that it becomes too easy to destroy people. It's too fucking easy, but when people are destroyed that's not just it, they run around the world for another 30 years fucking stuff up, stuff that can't be fixed for generations even if the generations after have the will too...Fuck it...Fuck people...Fuck trying...Fuck it
		I hate my back. It hurts all the time. It sucks...Enough said
				Ian...I fucking hate you. You're such a fucking asshole, I don't know why you triggered the hateful side in me. Normally I can just ignore dumbfucks like you, I guess there's just a certain relation on a level that we both annoy with a purpose. You're just an asshole and do it for your own good, and I tend to try and pass things on to people, when they're listening the most. When they're trying not to. I also hate Charlie. He's such a fucking fag. I hope he dies. If anyone ever is dumb enough to fuck you, I hope you're happy, and I hope they fucking castrate your gayass so you stop womanizing. You are the biggest asshole I know. Guy in superman shirt. You're also a big jerk. Forget to breath. I have faith you're that stupid. Luke you're a faggot and you need not to be so persistant about it. You could be a totally cool guy, so stop trying to be. And just lay back and enjoy the breeze. Ok...You're the pollution in my world, but I won't breath you for the life of me. I was just looking for something to hate. So I guess it's your moment under the spotlight...Congratulations...Zut alors...Tu satique fucks
		The fight scenes in dragonball Z...Enough said
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