The "I HATE IT WHEN..." Thread

I Hate it when...

I let things get to me. Whether they should get to me or not is irrelevant. I hate the fact that my mind and heart react even though I don't want them to.
 
I HATE IT WHEN

i hate it when someone fucks with anyones persons life and wrecks it people should jut smind their own fucking business,


might be one of the last poems i write

MY BREAKING HEART

Mom promised me when I was a kid that life would be like this
The time of my life was the nearest to bliss
The best days during my life, or so they said
I always wonder how this could be
The pain in my heart was so intense when I was young
I wondered how could I be amoung
Amoung the best days of my life when pain was rife


Then as a teen I thought I knew better
It was a time I thought knew everything and was way back when
Way back when I was wise and couldn't be fooled at all
A foolish a time I see now that brought such a fall
I had yet to touch the strangers world of ours
And I began to lay new scars over old
I'd yet to feel the hurt of the most sincere of lies
And how many times people will try
Try to capture my soul and make me trust

And I cried for so long I thought I would rust
I trusted, then lied to, and then trusted again
My trusting heart would never stop
There has to be one out there who wont tear me apart
And one that would help heal my broken heart
For a long time I believed there was some way for the pain could be relieved
A hope that I will hang onto for life
And all its bringing me is more and more strife

Tonight I'm trying to learn how to let go
It's the most painful lesson I've ever had to learn
But sometime everyone takes thier turn
The tearsthe flow they won't ever stop
and I don't think I've yet to reached the top
Tonight a new lesson will begin, and I'll have to say
Time for me to do it my way

No longer will my heart be played and swayed
I will be very careful this next time
And maybe somewhere along the line
I'll learn to smile again some day
But not for a long time I fear, no way
But you may see that, I've gained some strength along the way
When you ask me how I am I'll tell you I'm happy indeed
No more will my tears flow on the outside
And my hurt, my pain, my fear,all of these I'll hide
It's for noone but me anymore
And noone will see it, for sure

Trust should not be taken for granted It is for those who have earned it you see
I learned it, I burned it into my heart
It's there now and forever, my heart and this lesson, never soon part
 
I hate it when...

...it's late at night and I should be in bed but I can't seem to make myself go....because I'm alone there...

...I see people hurting and I can't do anything to help the hurt...

...unhappy people come into my store bitching so they can make others unhappy, too...

...no matter how hard I try, I still can't seem to do things right...


~sigh~....off to bed now........

Liza:kiss:
 
Oh my... so much hurting going on...

{{{{Arden}}}}

{{{{TantaLiza}}}}

And HUGE hugs for BiggBear - whom I haven't quite met yet... but just feel the need to hug....

{{{{{{{{BiggBear}}}}}}}}
 
I hate it when...

... a friend is hurting and there isn't anything I can do to make him feel better.

(((((BiggBear8)))))
 
I hate it when...The peole at work act like 2 year olds insted of adults.

I Hate it when I have to be everyone's fucking babysitter

I hate it when I have to work holidays

I hate it when I have to live in a shitty city

I hate it when my best friend graduated and went back to D.C.

I hate it when everyone else gets to have a opinion and then they act like mine is invalid because I am only 25 not 45.




~~~~~~~~~~
Some people in the world need a fucking cosmic bitch slap
 
I Hate It When...

I can't talk to her.

I don't know if she is safe.

She worries about me.
 
I hate it when...

he doesn't get my PM's.

I haven't heard his voice in days.

I am still travelling and can't let him know everything is fine.

I feel like I have been gone ages and miss my friends so much.
 
I hate it when....


.... friendships seem to get so complicated

.... I open my mouth, and piss someone off...

.... I feel like it's not worth the struggle

.... I feel like I'm run so ragged, I don't have anything left to give
 
I hate it when.....

....I let things get to me.

....I feel so alone and yet afraid to reach out for someone to help.

....I can't shake off a mood, and it drags me down.

....I smile just to hide the tears that want to fall.

....I feel I need to be strong for everyone around me, when I desperately just want someone to be there for me, and yet, sadly, I know I wouldn't lean on them if they were here.

....I wallow in self-pity and contempt.

but.....I love it when I put all these things down, and suddenly things don't seem so bleak :)
 
the "i hate it when..." thread

...the world looks down on all us canadians thinking we all live in the artic, eat seals, and drive snowmobilies. i hate it when they think we all are hicks, sit around drinking beer, and are 10 years behind everyone else. you know what we are a country with a summer, we have all the things the rest of you do and we are not all beer drinking hicks. that's like saying everyone in texas has a pickup with a gun rack, or all people of a certain race of religion are a certain way. can't people just judge people for who they are and not where they are from, what color they are, etc. here's a little secret for all of you... there are assholes from every walk of life, from canadian to american to europen. judge people for who THEY are, there aditude, there personality. suposidly we have come so far in excepting people no matter there country, age, color, religion but lately i don't see it.

thanks this thread was a great idea and i feel a lot better now.

peace and love
 
I Hate it when...

...My friends feel the need to post here.

...My friends feel alone (what type of friend does that make me?)

...my friends are afraid to reach out for me when they need me.

...friends are running ragged and we can't find the time to give each other energy.


~side note~Welcome, Canandian. This is a good place to blow off steam.
 
I Hate It When

...I cannot give the needed solace.

...I cannot be the shield as I am the lance that wounds.

...I know what needs to be done but cannot muster the strength.
 
I hate it when.....

I wasn't taking responsibility for my own actions, and made someone else feel responsible.

I didn't live in the now.

but much more than I hate, I love.

I love it that my friends are there for me when I need them, no matter how I may push them away.

I love it that I don't hate me anymore, that I am at peace.

I love that I love myself and have love to give to those that have entered my life.

And I am sorry for asking someone else to make a decision for me. I had no right. I will make that decision myself, for my own reasons, and will full knowledge of why I do, and what it means for me.
 
I Hate it when...

...Two of my dearest Lit friends are just posting away on here, and I can't be here for them!

... I agree to play a solo - and forget it halfway through.

... I don't live up to my standards or disappoint myself

... I am too hard on myself
 
I hate it when there aren't enough hours in the day to do the things you need and want to do.
~sigh~
 
I HATE it when.....

My Fox goes away and I have to put on a brave face because he hates me getting all emotional. I miss him....... :kiss:
 
I hate it when No one posts to my threads.

I hate when someone says its a great thread, but don't come back.


I hate being tired.


:(
 
I hate it when I see a really sweet lady and wonderful person upset.....hugs rosy.

I lurk on lots of your threads, just too shy to jump in often, but you have some wonderful ones hun.
 
I hate it when I'm stuck at home...

Hiya Mysti... LOL...

Hugs Rosy! I haven't posted much anywhere lately... sorry.
 
bozinka said:
I hate it when I'm stuck at home...

Hiya Mysti... LOL...

Hugs Rosy! I haven't posted much anywhere lately... sorry.

LOL sorry bozi hun, but I so don't hate it when you are stuck at home and having to talk to me LOL!
 
rosylady said:
I hate it when No one posts to my threads.

I hate when someone says its a great thread, but don't come back.


I hate being tired.


:(

Howdy, darlin'. I'm a comming over.
 
Back
Top