Daft.

Here I go, yet again.

I loathe myself whenever I think that people hate me. I mean, I would always be the first one to approach these people who are, in fact, my friends, in the very nature of the word, before I get the chance to talk to them or merely to say "hi."

Ugh, EFFIN' SELF - PITY AND SELF - HATE.

Probably, I'm just some self - centered attention freak myself. Worse, in actuality, I hate those people who are the same as me.

Call me ironic and horrible; I AM.

See now?

I'm making a fool of myself here.

And, I'm fully aware of that. Need not to tell it to my face.

Nonsense rant of thoughts.


Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.