I hate this feeling of emptiness. I hate bein hurt.. i hate that i put myself out there to be hurt.. I hate not being there for my son.. i hate the feelings i have.. i hate The thoughts in my head.. I hate the ppl who tell me they wont hurt me then turn around and hurt me... I hate All this depression.. I hate not knowing what to do next.. I hate Wakin up in the morning.. I hate the fact that I lived a life so fucked up ... I hate when ppl tell me they know how i feel.. That sayin Been there done that.. is FUCKIN BULLSHIT.. No one knows what ive been through and how i feel inside... You will never know unless u walked in my shoes.. and i wouldnt wish it on anyone.. I hate The world.. I hate not being happy... But then i stop and think out of all of this... What i really hate is......ME... I HATE ME!!!
