via I cannot tolerate it when someone sits on my bed. I can't sleep with my socks on--no matter how cold it is. I hate it when I'm concentrating on my task, rather than listening to and enjoying the music that's being blasted in my ears. Dog hair. Tiny, itty bitty devils they are. I hate it when someone is better than me and they know it. I hate how long it takes to learn things. About 90% of it is pointless. I really, really don't like it when a certain somebody calls them-self ugly or fat or a "flaw-mess" I seriously cannot coincide with such talk. I don't like it when people talk about me as if I'm not in the room. I'm here. Acknowledge me. I hate feeling bad about myself yet I find the cruel pain satisfying. I hate how I can smile on the outside but on the inside I'm falling apart. I hate how in one minutes the world is crashing down on me, the seas of my own tears drowning me... ...
Authenticity is attractive.