“I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die.”
“Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die.”
“I hated myself, but I also loved myself in a hateful way.”
“I hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.”
“I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself.”
“Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I hate myself, but always I miss you”