I have so much hate in me now. So much hate ...
I hate my ex for making a fool of me not just once, not just twice, but multiple times.
I hate myself for allowing to be made a fool of.
I hate J for being not flexible.
I hate people who live in the now, who do not make future plans.
I hate people who make excuses when they don't want to do something.
I hate being jealous.
I hate having the ability to love and love again eventhough I have been hurt badly.
I hate being an optimist despite my pessimistic facade.
I hate hoping.
I hate the drama.
I hate feeling burnt out.
I hate being vulnerable.
I hate loving and getting hurt.
I hate crying.
I hate being a charity case.
I hate me right now.