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I hate the feeling my life is so much shit compared as how I wanted it to be, Im getting old and nothings changed while everyone else moving on.

I hate what I study, but I wouldnt do anything else, its just not an option to quit.

I hate that everytime I fall in love it turns out the same way, the way I get hopes over and over again and when I get close to having it, I loose it.

I hate that I dont seem to have the same optimistic feelings I used to have, I hate that Im alone and Ive got noone to care even if many people are willing to say that they do.

I hate that I built ilussions of how fantastic existance could be and now Im realizing Im just an animal with no right or no reason to be happy.

I hate my life.