I like my life.
I don't want to grow up.
I want to stay this age forever.
I don't like complications.
I don't like having dreams that are just out of my reach.
I don't like having time to ponder life.
I don't like having idols that don't live up to my expectations.
I hate my imperfections.
I hate fake friends.
I hate depressing movies.
I think it's weird to know I'm in control of my life.
I love my dogs.
I think it's weird to know I'm an actual person.
I'm scared for the future.
I'm scared to set goals for myself that I know I can't attain.
I hate awkwardness.
I hate to know that I'm unhappy with these things even though I know there are people far worse off than me.
I hate that I hate to rock the boat.
Such as saying I love Jesus.
I don't like people being disappointed in me.
I hate that I get so attached to characters.
I hate that I idolize celebrities based on their characters.
I don't like being only 1 in 6 billion people.
I hate money.
I hate myself for being so greedy.
I hate it that I can't be grateful for anything.
I hate songs that make me cry.
I hate that I care about what other people think.
I hate embarrassing myself.
I hate my talents (or lack thereof).
I hate being mediocre at everything.
I hate myself for being sucked in to the skinny fad.
I hate knowing that I need to change and knowing that I can but won't.
I hate that I sometimes have to talk about other people to make me feel better.
I hate this feeling.
I hate that I will surely forget this in a day or two until it comes back.
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ReplyDeleteI write stuff like this all the time. I think I understand. We should chat.
~Josie