I hate change. I hate everyone who has made me sad before. I hate anyone who hurts me. I hate to hate. Why do humans hurt? Why do humans hate?
Why do we feel incompetent? Why do you make me feel like a fool all the time? Hopeless and pathetic.
Why do you say you love me and stab me in the heart every second?
Happiness is a chore everyday. Everyday.
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