Bitter(not so)sweet.

I hate couples. I hate their hand-holding, hugging, smiling-i hate it all. I hate when my friends text their boyfriends, I hate it when they tell me about their awesome dates. And most of all, I hate beautiful snowy days and lovely holiday plans, because I spend them alone. I hate that things haven't gotten better with time, I hate that sometimes I want to go running back to the arms I've missed, and I hate that Christmas Eve is in two days and my closest friends will be spending it with their boyfriends, while I sit at home missing everything. I hate the mistakes I've made, and I hate that I have to blame the otherwise wonderful season and my friends' happiness for my self-inflicted bitterness.