Diary Of Hate

I never thought I would come this far...

.The problem is the body It always was...

when I see the hatred for me in others who know me I feel both good and bad. Bad because obviously they hate me and blah blah. Good because I will know that when I'm dead they won't get hurt. They might not even notice...

When you ask, you might get what you want... so beware...

I was hoping to be dead by now...

Sometimes I want to let go of everything and leave but......

All these years I've been settling everything forit to happen in the end....

It's all about one thing even among the ones who pretend(say) it's not...

.Hatred and love are like each other in many ways. The more specialized they are, the more powerful they become. Generalized hatred brings no power at all just like love BTW WTF is this loveI'm talking about? Let me know if you know what it is lol...

Pandas make me happy. you, not so much...

Are you a little lost, Robot? take my hand now let us remain astray...

He said let there be light Oh and there WAS light Let there be light he said And Oh how we laughed...

Pushing forward to the end...

Anyone who believes in living in the moment is not using their brain. You can't live in the moment and enjoy it unless you shut off your mind and don't think at all....

Don't be afraid of the dead, they can't do anything Don't be afraid of the ghosts, they can't even touch you be afraid of the living... and yourself they are the most terrifying thing that exists or maybe even doesn't exist...

The poison we breathe is not worth fighting, we need to fight for something more...

Fck this $hit. I'm out...

I laugh inside as you shake my hand and I know that you just do it to use me...

I am talking to myself...

...Yet with every moment that passes I wonder...