I don’t like the weather.
I don’t like how I can never truly predict what it will be like.
I don’t like how I have to reschedule important things because of it.
I don’t like how it makes me boil in Winter and freeze in Summer.
I don’t like time.
I don’t like how everyone always uses it to justify what I can and cannot do.
I don’t like how it always runs away when I need it the most.
I don’t like how it’s an uncertain concept randomly invented.
I don’t like food.
I don’t like how sometimes I have too much and sometimes I have too little.
I don’t like how it always leaves a lingering smell.
I don’t like how it makes me sick.
I don’t like her.
I don’t like how she can talk to strangers with ease.
I don’t like how she knows she’s better than me.
I don’t like how she doesn’t give me a valid reason to hate her.
I don’t like him.
I don’t like how he tried to talk to me today and told a bad joke.
I don’t like how he never tries hard enough with his school work.
I don’t like how he scribbled inside a book.
I don’t like anything.
Because it’s a lot safer that way.
