For the last few years, I have grown to hate people for who they are. I have had a boyfriend in the past that I fell in love with, and I lied to him once and said that I cheated on him when I didn’t because I wanted him to feel the pain of what I felt when he cheated on me, but he didn’t care.

I still hate him to this day, and sometimes I wish he would kill himself and die. I lie to my friends almost all the time, and I hate it, but it always seems they built up one after another, and I feel crap everyday cause there is no one to talk to sometimes I wish my world would end.