i don't know what i do that makes me, me. Why i do the things i do. God knows i try to be nothing but a good person, but sometimes no matter what i hurt the one I love. I don't know why I am the way I am. I hate myself, and maybe thats why I try so hard. A useless effort, because I still let who i hate become me...but God knows I try. Shit...I fucking hate myself sometimes, with all my heart. Your every forsaken thing in this world that I hate, its true, I do, I do.