My mind is wandering to places again. Happy, sad, mad, you know. The usual stuff. Then it just accured to me that I hate myself as well.
Girl: I hate you! I wish I never told you anything!!!
Me: I know. I know... I hate myself too... I can't keep peoples secrets. I barley keep my own. I'm sorry...
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Midnight Thoughts About Myself And Other Things
DiversosJust some thoughts I have around midnight because I can't sleep anymore. So what's better than writing a book about it?
