I hate.
I hate you.
I hate corn
I hate fish
I hate vege
I hate tables
I hate cars
I hate bicycles
I hate the wind
I hate the sun
I hate the clouds
I hate papers
I hate books
I hate music
I hate land
I hate water
I hate birds
I hate dogs
I hate cats
I hate songs
I hate air
I hate chatting
I hate mirrors
I hate working
I hate typing
I hate talking to people
I hate listening
I hate dreams
I hate reality
I hate waking up
I hate going to sleep
I hate opening my eyes
I hate closing my eyes
I hate showers
I hate brushing my teeth
I hate putting on clothes
I hate eating
I hate answering calls
I hate checking my phone
I hate receiving messages
I hate delivering them
I hate adam
I hate eve
I hate chopsticks
I hate spoon
I hate forks
I hate bottles
I hate water
I hate everything.
I hate smiling
I hate crying
I hate laughing
I hate frowning
I hate waiting
I hate now
I hate later
I hate searching
I hate finding
I hate it here
I hate it there
I hate my name
I hate your name
I hate advice
I hate lectures
I hate silence.
Not really.
But I hate it really.
