I hate…
Maybe its not the person… maybe its the deed… but then again… a deed cannot occur when there’s no one doing it… I hate selfishness… to the point of letting people you care about suffer…. I hate arrogance and pride… to the point that seeing yourself righteous leaves no space for consideration…. I hate profanity only when this is done in anger and to the people you love… I hate blaming… as mistake is very human… we must learn to take responsibilities for some actions we take and not rely on our fingers to call the shots… I hate bullies who use their power to take advantage of people who care for them and turn them to zombies in some manners… Life sometimes become a chain that suppresses itself… we feel obliged yet we know we have choices and we can do thing to change things but circumstances and events become walls of doubts, doubts that make us susceptible to submission… Mistakes happen… you cannot change that but you can remember not to commit again… but humans do make the same errors twice… and thrice… yet we still believe that change can happen… being optimistic is good… we hate, we love… we fall, we dream…. we cry, we hope…
Let life be a story and not a manual… But never ever be an author to others story… its morally unethical…