The Ten Things I Hate About You Poem Novels & Stories

The words were a torrent now, unfiltered, a geyser of poisoned emotion that needed a reason to break free. “I hate you!I hate you for making me feel this! For making me care what you think! I hate the way you look through me, like I’m just glass! I hate that you—” A violent, chest-aching hiccup stole my breath. “I hate that you make me feel guilty for things I didn’t even do!”

He said looking down hearted a bit. “You can’t be shitting me right now. I need the you that has a heart okay, I am usually the cruel one here and it is quite ironic for me to say this but I want to help him, we have to help him. Maybe he is in debts, we can pay it off, or something. I just don’t want to see someone end their life just because of one tough thing.” XD said as Xander facepalmed himself. “I totally know what you are asking of me and you should totally know that I know that you know I have no choice in this matter.” He said with a face palm and a groan.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

I just want to object or just scream dissatisfaction but I just nod. "Okay, but don't work yourself too much. Please come to bed when you get tired, I will be waiting for you," I feel a stream of words flowing but I have to shut it down. The last thing he probably needs is me wasting his time babbling shit. "I am going to miss you," I said before leaning down to kiss his lips. Fuck! I want him! Shit! I pull down my sweatshirt and finally walk out. I hate moments like these.

EVER AGAIN! Her voice shook, but it didn’t break. ‘Your son bullied me all my life in school. He humiliated me. He scared me. He made my school days hell and you can just imagine the hatred I have for him, and you too! You are and irresponsible mother… who can’t even teach her son proper manners and now you stand here to call me a whore? Questioning my dignity?’ She laughed bitterly, letting her tears burn down freely now. ‘Does cruelty run in your blood?’

One second he was flirting with my grandmother then the next he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. "Idiot" I mumbled. Of course he wouldn't know why I was trying to kill him. He unknowingly ruined my life. I hated him for it. "I'll see you soon, beautiful." He said, turning back to my grandmother instantly nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you like. Just don't bring the guns."

Time that is usually wasted resting my head in my hands, considering all those aspects of life that I hate. So that's what I'm doing in this particular moment. And because my life is miserable, it takes me a long time. God, I really hate everyone and everything. I hate my stupid coffee shop. It's empty most of the time except for the same five customers who keep coming in every day for some reason I still don't understand. I hate my mom for dying just six months before the world changed, she should've died way sooner. I hate the world for changing in the first place. I hate the whole human race for being so stupid. I hate werewolves for deciding to announce their existence at the worst possi

Faye I hate rehab centres. I hate the people who work here. I hate walking through the facilities with my raging mother. I hate being the grown up. I hate watching them cuff my mother and sedate her. I hate I hate i hate everything _____________ No matter how many times I do it, I always cry in the way back to my house after dropping her at a rehab centre. I always wish the world would just swallow me whole. I wipe a tear from my blurry eyes. My phone rings again and I toss it into the back seat. Aidan needs to stop calling!

I hate you and hate everything \" \" And why do you shine your eyes with muffled tears then؟ Do you hate Lying to this degree that makes you cry, or do you hate The fact that you love me despite everything I am ؟ \" I hate being the first man in my life and hate this desire between us، And I hate that one day I needed a man like you who discovered his truth in lost time while playing with words until he dispersed me and even exploited my innate need with excitement and in this way that you possess it has become like you taking advantage of myself \"

but in the end. In the end, and no matter how ruined, and screwed I was, I couldn't still bring myself to hate him like how I despised others Why?.... I don't know, I don't know anything at all, but I just couldn't, and that was the most greatest poison of them all