#3 I HATE...

I'M BACK

Hi, yeah it's been more than “too much”, sorry for leaving without an explanation, too many things happened and I was in a mental institution, where in general they wouldn't let you have a phone or a computer, the only access I could have to the internet was to talk to my mother and it was extremely supervised, it was fucking hell and I got even more filled with hate.

And those bitches thought they helped me at all but oh no, not at all, I'm just even more pissed off and full of things to bitch about, plus tomorrow I'm going back to school and shit so I see I'll be posting a lot about that.

Anyway, sorry again for not posting or answering messages, if anyone wants to talk again feel free to post again, thanks for still keeping an eye on my blog :3

ATT: IHE/Ev

hi....

what kind of music do you like? are you a fan of industrial (front 242, ministry, my life with the thrill kill kult) and have you ever considered doing drugs?

Actually yes, I love industrial, especially Front 242, and I listen to all kinds of music really, probably anything I've heard at least once more. I love music.

I actually do drugs, I've only been clean for 1 month but I'm thinking of going back to it.....

INTRODUCTION AND EXPLANATIONS!

Hey, I'm the owner of this blog, you can call me IHE or just Ev, I'm a guy who has a hard life and I think this little blog to vent about his hard life, I will upload long texts where I tell how shitty is my existence and what I hate about it.

I'm weird, but I try not to look like a pervert or similar houses, I'm just hypersexual, and a nerdy loser, if I get to take confidence I'll probably give you my social networks like my Spacehey or my Twitter, I'm very clingy and I tend to get attached very fast with people.

Clearly I have mental problems ok? Yeah, I'm a TCC, fuck you if you don't like it. I'm not a Fanboy or anything similar though I promise. I'm sorry if in any blog I said something offensive or similar, I don't usually measure or think much about my words and what I write.

Without more to say, enjoy this blog, if you dare to read it....

“ SITUATION #1 ”

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— A "Situation" is a little new section that I will add to the blog just because I missed a lot of time lol, it will simply be as the name suggests, a situation that happened to me and I wanted to tell it, something absurd, sad or whatever that makes me feel slightly uncomfortable with my life in general and if that's it.

— Well, it all started on Thursday of the previous week. I was calmly eating lunch, eating something while playing on my phone, until some guys showed up and sat down near me, and I didn't have a problem with that. They were talking about their stuff and that was it, but then they started talking about a younger classmate, let's call him "Ricky." Well, this Ricky is the boyfriend of one of my stupid classmates, let's call her "Caroline." The thing is, these guys were talking about how Ricky was apparently showing intimate photos (nudes) that Caroline sent him to his friends and one of his friends' girlfriends or something like that. The point is, it seemed a little... weird to me, so when recess was over, I decided to go up to this girl and tell her what I had heard.

I told her I wasn't sure about this, but if she wanted, we could ask one of the guys who was talking about it. We asked him, and he confirmed it, plus he showed Caroline that Ricky was basically forwarding Caroline's nudes to his friends, and she still literally yelled in my face that it wasn't my problem and that I was lying because I was jealous and nobody liked me, saying things like: "Oh, but I believe Ricky! He never lies to me." GIRL-

And she just kept yelling at me like it was my fault for half an hour, and then she stopped bothering me. I think I'll dedicate an entire post to that bitch. I know it might not have been my business, but I was trying to help. Women can be so dramatic and hateful.

#6 I HATE

To "the lie..." Is the human need to lie really that great? Yes, totally, I am not a saint. I repeat, I hate lying anyway, it's the worst thing someone can do to another person.

Shit why does everyone have to lie? What is difficult in telling the stupid truth, even in the smallest life they lie, I hear lies every day, at least 7 times in a simple conversation of more than three minutes, it is so easy to lie, very easy to do it.

For some people like me it is not, lying tortures me, I can't lie without feeling guilty and crying, when it has been my turn to lie, I could never keep a lie for more than 3 hours.

I feel like my mouth is on fire, but for some people it's not. It is so easy to lie for them, they have no trace of regret or empathy for the person they are lying to. No, you don't lie out of fucking stupid neediness, while out of stupid liking, you lie because you like it, no one ever lies because they need to, no one needs to lie.

Everybody lies, but in my case. All my life women have lied to me. My mother, the girls in my class, all the women I've come across have lied to me. If you don't want to go out with me just tell me, don't make up stupid shit, damn it.

Mom, just tell me that you hate me, don't lie to me, boys lie to me too, don't take it the wrong way...

Is lying a primitive sense of the human being? Or is it just a vague excuse for people to hurt others?

What else do I hate?

Ah yes!

Hi guys, sorry for being too inactive, I'm busy in a mental institution that's keeping me from killing myself, I'll do updates soon, in all this time I've been filled with more hate :3

Question, what does 'TCC' mean? /genq

Means: True Crime Community :3

I know this blog was made for you to talk about what you hate, but i read your posts and now I'm curious. If you had a girlfriend and she was everything that you wanted, what would she act/look like?

Well I don't have a preference for looks, to me all girls are pretty in their own way. Although in the sentimental mode I would be understanding, hyperactive and maybe even very talkative, I like it when people talk more than me.

I would be kind to everyone and help them with my problems, I would like them to be detail oriented although I wouldn't mind if they are not, if they show interest and are kind to me that's enough :3

#5 I HATE...

To my father... I don't know about him now. I guess he's still a shitty person who likes to ruin people's lives, believing himself superior to others because of his social class, unfortunately I know that one way or another, he's my father, that doesn't mean I love him, not at all. But I have to learn to live with it. Because any man mom brings home is the same even though he will always be meaner. He always was and he wasn't afraid to hide it.

I haven't seen him since I was 4 years old, the worst 4 years of my life if anyone asks me, doesn't mean my life is better, but I can stand a lot more without my father around.

How to start talking about my father, how can you describe such a horrible and despicable person, a person who thought he was a god in his own twisted mind, as much as his son's?

As I mentioned I only lived with him for 4 years until he left me and my mother for a woman I used to know, sometimes that makes me think it was my fault he left us. I also don't know much about his relationship with my mother before he got married and although I tried to ask my mother about it she reacts in an aggressive way, and I don't blame her in that sense.

I remember wanting to rip my face off when I was little and when my mother would throw glass bottles in my face hoping that the last thing left in me of the man who abandoned her would disappear, maybe that's one of the reasons I hate my physical appearance so much, because I look like my father, I look like my father, I LOOK LIKE MY FATHER....

I am afraid of becoming what he is, a heartless abusive man who is not afraid to step on people, not because it is necessary if not because he likes to do it, he likes to see people suffer, he liked to see his blood suffer, the person who admired him the most, I know that no matter what I do, I will end up being like him, your behavior adapts to your surroundings, or so people always tell me, I am cursed, I will end up being like my father.

And when I do, I know that he will be able to look me in the eyes with satisfaction and smile because I create a monster as he was, and I will be, as his father was, as we all are.

What else do i hate?

Ah yes!

Omg wait you’re accepting friend requests now, can I be your friend, Ev?

Yes I am very multifaceted, omg of course you can be my friend! :D