I hate _____ (I don't remember what it was I remembered today that I hate)
Nestle? No. It was something pretty arbitrary.
Sausages? Not food.
It will come to me someday.
Maybe it had to do with coffee. No, that's kinda food related.
I love storms. I hate _____. Nope, didn't work.
Well forgetting things is one.
I think it's something my boss likes or does because I thought he would give an annoying response.
See-through shirts. That wasn't it, but I hate those too. I don't imagine my boss is a fan of those either.
Text messages. No that wasn't it either.
Hm.
It was something not everyone would hate. Not the awful light in the kitchen, either, it was more general than that and I think we can all agree it's nickname Lucifer is suitable.
Dum de da da. Something about clothes, maybe. Let's see, I hate being late (not it) so I left for the bus early, I hate creepers staring at me on the bus but that's kind of obvious. What else did I hate today?
I hate positive tests for diseases, but that's not arbitrary.
I really hate forgetting things.
I hate doctor's appointments. You know I think that actually might be it because I was feeling a little dark today and compared to the reason that is quite petty. Especially specialist appointments.
I love storms. I hate doctor's appointments and text messages, and love fleece blankets.
That didn't feel quite as impactful or dramatic as I originally thought, but I think that's actually it.
I hate short stories but I love long ones with lots of symbolism that never really have an ending. I love dogs and spending time alone and spending time with people.
I hate forgetting things, and I hate feeling like I have to write everything down and remember everything.
I hate secrets, and I love secrets.
I like meeting people with a mysterious look in their eyes and I hate letting them go.
I love adventures, and calling everything an adventure.
I'm okay with goodbyes, it's the goodbyes that never happen that bother me most.
I love saying "no" to unreasonable requests and hate saying "no" to requests even when they're unreasonable.
I hate feeling like I need to logically over-explain things.
I love it when you're not making complete sense but the person you're talking to gets it anyway.
I hate it when people say they like Adolf Hitler. I hate that there is pus in milk.
That person is like pus in milk.
I hate it when dangerous oil pipes are approved and when people or wild animals are killed when they didn't do anything wrong.
I hate when people don't have what they need, and love doing something about it.
I like productive work days.
I love big opportunities to make someone else's life better, and I love small ones.
I hate parting ways from nice people you happen to meet, but love writing their names down in a little book.
I love it when people come back.
I love making things, especially when you can share it with someone you made it specially for.
I hate realizing you didn't really matter to someone that mattered to you.
I love reading saved text messages that remind me that I'm not worthless
I hate thinking about myself too much.
I hate lists, but I love mind maps and poems.
I hate over-thinking, but I love thinking.
I love being happy and sad at the same time.
I hate over-doing things.
It was a long day.
I love storms. I hate doctor's' appointments and text messages, and love adventures and fleece blankets.
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