i hate it.
i hate this bullshit. i hate being the one that never matters. i hate being the one who’s never thought of. i hate being the one who does everything. i hate being underappreciated. i hate that what i wants never matters. i hate the double standard. i hate asian parents. i hate being a girl. i hate everything about this situation.
i hate that he’s the favorite and he always get what he wants. i hate that it never matters when he comes home because he’s a boy. i hate that he can do no wrong. i hate that his feelings matter more. i hate how selfish he gets.
i hate that i’m losing my best friend. i hate that i don’t know if i can face her again when she’s been there for me through everything. i hate that i have to lose that one person that i can always turn to no matter what. i hate that when i finally have someone i can call THE best friend, she’s being ripped out of my life. i hate that i haven’t even told her yet. i hate how this has all turned out.
i hate ultimatums. i hate how unfair life can be. i hate that i’m crying because of a situation that was out of my hands. i hate that my other friendships may be affected because of this. i hate that i can’t look forward to calling someone POOP! i hate that our group of seven can only change for the worse. i hate my mom for always taking his side. i hate that while all i want to do is walk out, i can’t. i hate everything.