I hate myself.
I hate myself so much.
I hate the fact that I let you get to me so easily.
I hate the fact that I let you in.
I hate being a lone.
I'm surround by people, who must think Im invisible.
I can't eat, and I can't sleep.
I hate myself.
I hate myself so much.
I hate the fact that the only reason why you wanted me is, because you thought I was a ******.
I hate the fact that the only reason why you loved me was because of my body.
I hate the fact that you can make feel so guilty.
I hate the fact that you talk to girls behind my back, when you're saying," I love you", to my face.
But mostly, I hate myself more.
I hate my body, my 3 AM break downs, and the fact that you never cared.