The City That Never Sleeps
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posted : Friday, February 5, 2010
title : haters ;
Okay. Since I have nothing else to talk about other than how much I love BREAK then I mind as well talk about something just as interesting. ...I mean. I love Break, you probably don't. {grr .}

H A T E R S .

In my book, they're classified as stupid, arrogant, and irrational. And probably much more things that I can't think of right now. But you know how much I hate them. I hate them like how I hate a burnt motherboard (that's happened to me). I hate them with so much passion I could just stab them with an oldfashioned pitchfork and drown them in the wax of a candlestick. I hate them, kids.
Now, you see... haters are like a thorn in your side. They pester you with hateful words-- exactly what they are. And, if you've ever been hated on, you practically understand what I'm talking about right now because you KNOW it sucks. And yes, I know some people don't really care because, hey, life's like that and there's nothing we can do 'bout it, right? . If only we all thought that way.
In example-- me. Personally, I am viewed as a 'happy girl with no care in the world'. And, of course, that's not true at all. (you can see it as the fake side of me) If you see someone talking about me, I'd flip and ask a million questions: WHY? WHAT DID I DO?
My friend'll tell me: You didn't do anything-- she's like that to practically everyone. And I know. I'm a hater and I may not show it, but it's even worse for people to show their inner feelings. Some people may want the truth, and when they ask for the truth, give them it. Don't hurt them even more. It's like having a relationship with some other person because you don't want to hurt their feelings.
You just wind up getting hurt in the end-- the sole purpose of haters.

I can't really say anything 'bout haters except that they can be there when you don't know it, or they can be there even if you don't know. I mean, I never knew. And maybe it's just me, but I don't like people hating me.

t h a t w r a p s u p e v e r y t h i n g f o r t o d a y .
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