I hate him for remembering the past of clearly.
I hate him for remembering the smallest things.
I hate him for being so serious.
I hate why he can't just accept being ashamed cos everyone feels that way sometimes.
I hate him for polluting my mind with vulgarities when I was five.

I hate her for "not being in a UG" -quote, him.
I hate her for complaining that things are unfair and not accepting it.
I hate her for not being able to 忍.
I hate her for not being able to put herself into others' shoes.
I hate how she thinks whatever I do is crap and rubbish.
I hate how she doesn't uds what I'm going through right now.
I hate her thinking for being so freaking childish.
I hate her for calling me stupid every single day.
I hate her for shouting/screaming/nagging at me in the early morning and spoiling my whole day.
I hate her for thinking that I'm not trying to help.
I hate her for thinking that she's not in the wrong when she's the one who is irritating the shit of out me with stupid questions.
I hate her for spoiling my childhood.
I hate her for making me think that my mother hates me since I was three.

I hate myself for being so irritated easily.
I hate myself for spilling everything out once I'm irritated.
I ................................................................





I hate myself for hating.