That Thing Called LoveHateI pretty much haven't recovered from last Friday. Have not regained my self-worth nor self-respect. My spirit is still broken. I honestly don't know when (and if) I'll be able to get it all back.
This morning before going to bed, I wished I'll start to feel hate and not pain. I want to be angry and not hurt. I want to get mad and not broken. But when I woke up three hours later, I was still feeling the same.
Why can't I hate?
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You absolutely have no idea how painful it is to be me.
- Get Your Own
