SuckerTakesTheSaint

I like screaming out loud.
I like the rain.
I like watching lightning storms.
I like dancing when no one is around.
I like listening to obscure bands that are almost unheard of.
I like guys that wear girls jeans.
I like guys who genuinely like me for who I am.
I like guys who are shy.
I like when people actually listen to what I have to say.
I like guys who wear emo glasses.
I like people who are intellectual.
I like having not-so-awkward silences.
I like when guys are brave enough to say “I Miss You.”
I like being called things like gorgeous, adorable, or beautiful, even when I don’t always think so; it’s nice to know someone else did.
I like having someone to hold hands with.
I like being surprised.
I like hugs from behind.
I like when guys play with my hair.

I hate people who call themselves scene.
I hate stereotypes (it’s hard not to use them, I know).
I hate groupies, I’m not one and I never will be.
I hate country music (its the music they probably play in hell), but some folk music is alright.
I hate insensitive jerks who mess with girls minds.
I hate people who try too hard to be something they’re not.
I hate our current world leader (Bush).
I hate feeling like I’ll never find someone.
I hate having my heart broken.
I hate people who hurt the people I love.
I hate people that are openly cruel to others.
I hate people who hurt the innocent.