I love being alone, but I hate being alone in a crowd of people.

I hate the music industry. Why is it so hard for me to find the music I want to hear, while you can’t get away from the crap the record companies want you to buy. If i have to hear about who’s “sittin’ on 22′s” or who’s “chain is hangin’ low” one more time, im’a blow my brains out.

I hate my mother for instilling me with a conscience and a sense of morality. I wanna be like most other people.

I hate Black Licorice.

I hate female friends who try to pownce on you when they think your relationship is in trouble.

I hate being responsible.

I hate money. Why can’t I have what I want, when I want it?

I love Bit Torrent, because I hate movie prices.

I don’t “hate” God, but I wish he’d just tell me what to do.

I hate “Moments Of Clarity”. Ignorance is truly bliss