I hate all this bullshit! Holding on to this grudge that I've had since the 6th grade, always hatingthe one I'm supposed to love. He is a part of me and yet I hate him so....It doesn't help to think the bastard cheated on my mom. I hate to think that I'll evr end up like him. An Old, cold hearted hypocrit! Instead I, for now am still young and true to myself. I have reached below myself to become cold hearted out of my liking for pain howerver. I am on the first platue in a long list to self destruction. Do I desire to die...no. Will I, eventually....yes. I do however look forward to being free of my mortal coils.