Monday, October 11, 2010

Hatefest

Always love. Hate will get you anytime. Always love.

I am slowly turning into someone I hate. No, I do not hate myself (at least, not yet). I am to vain to do just that. It just came into my little brain how much I have changed since I started working. I am a lot crankier and harsher now. I am easily agitated and provoked. I hate too much now. And it is not something that I am happy with.

I am turning into a monster. Please. Somebody save me. But maybe, I only have myself to struggle with.

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