20 Years Young

there was a point in my life as a kid where i carried so much pain, anguish, and hate. I wanted to direct it towards something but i didn't know what. it wasn't my life, it wasn't a person, it wasn't my family that i hated... only did i discover years and years later that this self hatred. Here i sit 20 years old with no direction no plan, and so many uncertainties but there is one thing i am certain of and it's that i'll always hate who i am
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Jan 24, 2013