10 Things I Hate About You Poem Movie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I tried to focus on the words, but Adam’s voice cut through my thoughts. “So,” he said suddenly, turning toward me. “What are ten things you hate about me?” I froze. “What?” “Come on.” His lips curved into that infuriating, confident half-smile. “You must have at least ten.” I laughed nervously, hoping he was joking. “Don’t be ridiculous.” “I’m serious.” His gaze held mine. Steady. Waiting. I fumbled for an answer. What did I actually hate about Adam? That he was persistent? Except… I liked that he never gave up.

“Tell me again how much you hate me. Go on. Convince yourself.” “God, I hate you,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice shaking, breaking on the words as if they were glass shards in my mouth. “I hate you so much.” I rocked forward slightly, hugging my knees tighter to my chest, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But the words felt hollow, even to me. Because beneath the hatred, there was something else—something dark and twisted that I couldn’t name, couldn’t admit. It was like a poison seeping into my veins, slow and insidious, making my skin flush anew just thinking about it.

Finally the voices start to fade away. Dr Ann said it was all in my imagination that people don’t actually despise me. That they had their own problems to worry about and “wouldn’t waste so much of their thoughts on you” but I was right. I was right all along. Everyone hates me….everyone hates me….everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me.

She even had a better car than me, I hate her, I hate her so damn much. And now... I find she's also the writer of my favorite books! Fuck this! Fuck everyone, I hate my damn life. "Why did it have to be you? Out of the millions of people in this whole fucking world, why did it have to be you? You know how much I despise you? It wasn't enough for you to come back to town and steal Logan, and my friends, my lifestyle, now you have to steal my joy for reading? I hate you, Sophie Patterson. I fucking hate you!" I yelled my lungs out, unaware cameras were rolling, filming, and snapping pictures of me and Sophie.

“I never thought we’d get to this point, and I never thought I’d have so much hatred for you, and it feels so good to finally say it. I hate you, Dante Monroe. You might feel like you have everything under control but have just lost everything.” “I can’t hate you because you’re the mother of my children, but I hate the day I thought you’d make a good wife, and I regret ever seeing you as a woman.” I closed my eyes and walked back inside my room, locked it, and poured water into a bathtub. I undressed and nakedly walked into the bathtub. I closed my eyes and let everything go...

Never ending shivers are leaving my body. He removed his hands around me as I immediately got up. I closed my eyes as I let my tears out. I loathe myself for not being able to save myself. I hate how I got crushed like an ant in his presence. I detest myself more than him. I looked as him in resentment as i said in anger, "I hate your very existence!" I let out soft sob and began to leave as I heard him say, "I know that, No one loves me anyways"

“Wha-what? You mean all those words you said to me were never real? You lied?” “Of course I lied. Don’t ever deceive yourself Kira. I-hate-you! I hate the ground you walk on. I cannot stand taking the same air that you breathe. I hate your stupid smile. I hate the sound of your voice. I hate your blotted up body. Have you even looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You look like a bag of wool. I hate every single thing about you. You disgust me as much as anything I can think of. I don’t ever want to see your face again”

Ariadne felt a sharp pain in her stomach and her face paled. Xander too, was taken aback for a moment. However, he quickly collected himself as Jennifer held Ariadne and helped her sit. "Now you can leave and never try to interfere in my life again." He wasn't bother about the blood dripping from Ariadne's head. He turned and walked towards the room. Ariadne was enraged. "Xander Blake," Xander paused in his track before turning around. "I hate you, Xander. And I hate myself for ever loving you." Ariadne's face was covered in blood and tears.

[I hate you] END.

10 Things I Hate About You. I've seen this film before and wondered if he would like it. I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.