I hate waking up in the morning …
I hate breathing ….
I hate opening the eyes …
I hate people …
I hate being surrounded by people …
I hate everything about people …
I hate being manipulated …
I hate lying in bed like I’m lying on the beach …
I hate hoping when there is no reason to …
I hate believing, it’s just naive …
I hate the future, the present, the past cause I see no reason to like them …
I hate this imperfect world …
I hate morning colors …
I hate daytime, I hate nighttime …
I hate loving ….
I hate hating ….
I’m exhausted, I’m just tired …..