“I hated school. Hated it.”
“I hate middle school already.”
“I never learned hate at home or shame. I had to go to school for that.”
“It is my first morning of high school. I have seven new notebooks, a skirt I hate, and a stomachache.”
“I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die.”
“I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.”