I miss having a best friend

i miss having a dad

i miss having “my girls” to talk to

i miss being close with so many people

i miss having weekends full of things to do

i miss hanging out with people

i miss people actually caring about me

i miss a lot of my past

i miss being happy

i miss having true friends

i hate that people think i’m fine when really i’m not

i hate only having one person to depend on

i hate how my brother comes and goes as he pleases

i hate how hypocrytical some people are

i hate when my mom complains about money

i hate that i am a kid

i hate that i’m treated like nothing

i hate that unlike spoiled little bitches before i drive i have to have a job

i hate people that ask to many questions

i hate when people tell people what you just said about them

i hate too many things

i hate that this list is never ending but i need to stop.