Sometimes I hate myself for the stupid things I say. Sometimes I wanna stab you in the face. Other times I wanna kiss you. And yet others... I don't think I know you. Sometimes I have no hope in a hopeless world. Sometimes I'm flying by Cloud Nine. Other times I feel so low I might as well be on the other side of the world. And yet others... I can't stop singing. Sometimes I can't get enough of you. Sometimes I can't wait to be alone. Other times I don't know how we are the same species. And yet others... I don't know how I live without you.
Those are my happiest times.
The times when I think about how we will never be and I hate you for existing