Friday, June 26, 2009
hatred is a bad feeling, like duh, but i can't help but feel a tremedous amount of it towards many people and issues in life.
like my cousin's fate. a well-natured, life-saving doctor who travelled half the world, has only about 1 year more to live thanks to the all-hated cancer.
like my dad. hardworking dude who worked his life off to give me and my mum and his mom and brothers a better life and is falling apart thanks to some ****ing XXX.
like my earphones. loyal gadget that stuck with me through thick and thin and suddenly he lost his ears.
me? i don't even know where to begin. and if i start, i'll never stop.
because right now i feel like a complete bitch hell-bent on blaming all the people responsible for every speck of unhappiness that landed on top of my head.
i'm being angsty, even after pms. that goes to show how much i hatred i have right now.