I hate everyone I live among and it is justified, I have a reason for that.
I am very angry, be sure. Nothing was wrong with me, people kept being stupid for too long and they claim the madness on me.
Hey this is an old post but I have a simmilar feeling.
I don't hate my family, but I think they are a hindrance to following my goals. I mean, I'm sure they're going to let me do whatever I want with my life. But their opinions about what I'm going to do scare me.
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