you can take your fucking war and your fucking oil and your fucking mandatory patriotism and your fucking peace protest drama and your fucking news media and your fucking foreign policy and fold it until it's all nice pointy corners, and go beat off as someone shoves it up your ass with a missile.
i hate all of you. i hate my apathy and yours too. i hate you for caring. i hate you for not reading anarie111
. i hate your duct tape and plastic sheeting, i hate your pot leaves, i hate your fucking candelight vigils, i hate your superstores especially when i shop there. i hate your cigarettes. i hate your economy. i hate the fact that your tourist and government money supports my homeland*, which whores itself out for oil.
i hate the people who claim that the schools in the bush are overfunded because they get x amount per student to build modern facilities. what, so the kids out there are supposed to commute to another school or take substandard facilities? Bite yellow snow.
i hate the man who called me on valentine's day. i hate the guts of shawn thomas weixelman forever because i loved him. i hate speaking only english. i hate speaking english. i hate the fact that i can't say i live at home anymore; i have to say i live in the us. i hate computers, and how i can't program worth a damn. i hate the way i'm faking my way through college. i hate the way i don't want to get out of bed and skip out on my chores every other day in exchange for being superwoman the other day. i hate the way i already hate my job. i hate lj. i hate not seeing my friends enough. i hate not having friends i can see. i hate being in a relationship. i hate being single. i hate thinking i might love someone as more than a friend but finding out no, they're a great friend but they're a friend not a good lover that clicks with me. i hate junk food and how much i like it. i hate the way i emulate others' writing. i hate that some of the smartest and coolest people have defriended me, though we were getting out of touch.
i hate that i'm not a mother. i hate that i do have a child and i can't be a fucked-up single college student with no responsibilities. i hate how the friends i really want to see hardly ever come over.
...i hate that i had to write all that where everyone could see.
*alaska, you assholes.