I could easily hate a large number of people.
In fact, i have everything.
I hated lazy people, thin people, succesful people.
I hated my mom, sometimes for her constant demands.
I hated Ian for holding so much of himself back from me, to make me happy.
I hated beggars even though its not their fault.
I really hate those charity muggers twats who stop you everywhere,
trying to get every cents off you.
I hate things that make me feel guilty.
I could go on.
But today, i love my boy.
Although he's half the time busy with wow. :/
Happy fifteen months, babe.
Need to rush stupid project.
Toopid.
Love!