When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
If I treated you the way you treated me, you'd hate me. But, I still love you.
I hate how I'm the type of person who when I love, I love too much. Because when the feelings aren't returned, it hurts twice as much.
Love me or hate me, both are in my favor. If you love me, then I'll be in your heart forever. If you hate me, then I'll always be in your mind.
I wish I could hate you, it would hurt less.
Fact: The first person you think of as soon as you wake up and the last person you think of when you go to sleep, is either the cause of your happiness or the cause of your pain.
Sometimes I hate getting close to people, because no matter how close we get, they will always walk out my life.
I want to stay inside all day. I want the world to go away.
I can't decide if the day I met you was the worst or greatest moment of my life, either way my heart is split. Love and hatred. Both sides hold your name.
Jealousy is just a mix of love and hate.
Love me or hate me, I promise it won't wake or break me.
It hurts when you have to go through somethingthat kills you inside, and you have to act like, it doesn't affect you.
When you are just forgetting that the one person you love is going to leave you, and you get reminded again. Then, you just want to die all over again.