Facebook stalking makes me hate everyone. I need to leave this fucking city.
So, I decided to revisit this private blog, skimming over my posts about feeling disconnected.
Surprisingly, I don’t feel that way at the moment.
But I know it’ll just come up, creeping on me.
I hate you with a passion and I hope your eyeballs would explode. You made me feel worse about myself. You made me afraid. I hate you for that. Go die.