Then you feel so low.

I feel so empty. I feel so ugly. That's a mistake, I'm ugly. Yes, I always say that I love myself and all that things, but really, I think I'm ugly. What other reason I find for haven't got a boyfriend? I hate myself. I hate feeling less than my friends. I hate feeling the ugly friend. I hate everything. I hate being me. And I don't wanna anybody knows that I hate me. I would like to create a mask so that I can hide behind it. Life would be more simple if I could do that. But, obviously, I can't. And we are back to the topic: I hate myself. I want another life. I wanna be another person. I wanna run away from mi problems. I just wanna be happy. Is that so complicated? I want the time go quickly for five or six years, and stop in the moment of my life when I finally could be happy. Is that so difficult? Yes, because we can't control the time. And I hate that. In fact, I hate everything.

IwillwaituntiltomorrowandthenIwilldeletethephoto. (HateThat)