I hate myself and am waiting, patiently, for somebody who I somehow don't hate, and I will sacrifice the things that I hate for that person. Those hated things, of course, being me.
Then at least I'll be able to say, "I did this world some good."
I hate myself and am waiting, patiently, for somebody who I somehow don't hate, and I will sacrifice the things that I hate for that person. Those hated things, of course, being me.
Then at least I'll be able to say, "I did this world some good."