I hate it when people order pizza for me

They don't know where I order from 

They don't know what toppings I like

They don't know me

They don't know my life

They don't know what I've been through

I hate it when people ask if I'm alright

I'm not, neither are you

You're dying and getting weaker, we're all dying and living stupider

Ask me again when we're dead and then I'll say, "yes".

I hate fast food commercials

There's nothing more disappointing that model burgers

It's just styrofoam and mayonnaise and cheap makeup

And that's not meat, that's the spew of robotic labourized afterbirth

I hate the scent of freshly cut grass

I imagine it comparable to the scent of massacred people, except, only grass-people blood

I hate how cigarettes can't just cure cancer but actually cause cancer 

I hate how nobody recycles cigarettes and maybe build a mausoleum for the dead smokers of America or maybe terrorists

I hate how ice cream can crystallize in the freezer if you leave it in too long

What is it that you want, ice cream?

I hate the ideas of lobotomized people

If I say something brilliant, then I expect the other person to say something even more brilliant

And then maybe we'll dance with our eyes and then go straight to hating each other 

I hate how there aren't more fence signs that read, "BEWARE OF CAT". I also hate how some fuck decided it was funny to call a cat 'pussy' . 'asshole' is a better cavity to call a cat anyway. Assholes. It would make sense