I hate my lack of creativity
I hate my poor work ethic
I hate sleep
I hate my inability to dream
I hate the way one stupid person, someone I hardly know can walk up and tear open the armor I've been building for years.
I hate how one stupid person no different from any other stupid person can with one smile hijack my god damn life taking the few half dreams I've got left and twisting them into monuments to a them which can't exist.
I hate love, the way it gets inside you and eats you. Causing that deep aching pain, that "gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain."
I hate my poor work ethic
I hate sleep
I hate my inability to dream
I hate the way one stupid person, someone I hardly know can walk up and tear open the armor I've been building for years.
I hate how one stupid person no different from any other stupid person can with one smile hijack my god damn life taking the few half dreams I've got left and twisting them into monuments to a them which can't exist.
I hate love, the way it gets inside you and eats you. Causing that deep aching pain, that "gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain."