I can't believe I'm saying this, but I hate my life.
I hate how I can change it if I want to but I have no guts to do it.
I hate my life.
I hate that I'm being controlled. I hate that I'm controlling myself. I hate everything.

Maybe my opinion will change over time. Maybe I'm just passing through a rough phase. Maybe I'm just too fking tired today but I can't sleep.
I can only hope.