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I hate it. I hate that I had to leave my friends. I hate that my boyfriend it 250 miles away. I hate that I never see my dad. I hate that I can’t walk to the store. I hate that I can’t cross the street without being hit by 500 cars. I hate that it’s never quiet. I hate that the air smells like shit. I hate that my school is filled with dramtic, judgemental assholes. (Except a few) I hate that my mom’s always ‘too busy’. I hate that I’m always home. I hate that I never feel happy. I hate that I never feel anything at all. I hate that I don’t want to eat, but I can’t help it. I hate that after I eat I feel like shit. I hate that everyone seems so happy except me. I hate that people don’t try to get to know me. I hate that I have anxiety attacks everyday. I hate that my medications don’t work. I hate that I have to hide everything about me. I hate not allowing myself to talk about things. I hate it here. I hate that I can’t go back. I hate school. I hate teachers. I hate homework. I hate grades. I hate you. I hate me. I hate everything
