I hate my house. I hate my address. I hate that you won't come stay with me.I hate that this food i'm eating will go straight to my hips. I hate that she's so sad, and so helpless, and i can't fix it for
her. I hate that no matter how hard i try you will never love me the way i need you to. I hate that i spent so much money on things i dont need. I hate that you make me feel special for one second then once your gone i feel empty all over again. and i hate that it will all be lost amongst the house moving mess accumulating in my bedroom. I hate that I love you so much I hurt.
