Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I like guy friends.
I like How I Met Your Mother.
I like old friends who I still enjoying talking to, even though we've faded away. Rather than old friends I only feel resentment towards.
I like wishes.
I like regrets, they keep the world in order and stop you from making the same mistakes over and over.
I like uni...sometimes.
I like sleeping.
I love concerts. Seeing Powderfinger and Jet on Friday!!!
Today has just begun (12:03 am).
In some ways, I love everything.
Its less, its less of a thing to like, its less distinct, its less particular.
I like things that I like but I love everything
There’s more choice in like
Cos even the worst things have things you love in them
I don’t know what you mean about things I hate
I hate having this cough.
I hate how people are against gay rights. I don't understand...I really want to say to them "what if you're own child was homosexual? Would you love them less?" and hopefully make them feel guilty.
I hate being scared of the future, and thoughts that I may not end up with a family of my own.
I hate knowing its over, and that I did everything to try and fix it, but it still ended.
I hate trying to get over three people at once.
I hate how I've become a doppleganger of myself.
I hate the things I do at this age, and I hate how fun they are, but in a way, they're the only things that make me feel alive.
I hate how easy it was to fill in the 'hate' section but so hard to fill in the 'like'.
I hate this, wow. . .
I like chick flicks.