feeling like a lil session of word.

nothing has changed since, like. forever.

...besides that my tolerance isn't so high anymore.

i haven't fixed my problems...

all i been doing is bitching lately, i hate it but. boy, does it feel good.

i hate myself when i have to be, different to how i really feel

i hate that sometimes i say something too harsh and i don't regret it

i hate it when i say something and you don't get it.

i hate it how it's your fault, and you don't know it

i hate it how it's your fault and you blame me

i hate it how you ask me how i feel then shot me down for what i say

i hate how you reuse my words, louder .. as an answer.

i hate how you give me lists of excuses every time, for everything.

i hate how you don't understand your boundaries and where the line is set.

i hate how you're using me without knowing,

i hate how i let you use me, without saying anything.

i hate how little you think,

i hate how much i think

is it worth it anymore?

...because you will never understand,

.....you will never change.