the older i get, the sadder i am. and at some point, i'm convinced life isn't worth living. at all. problems i tried so hard to ignore, people around me keeps reminding me of it, that sometimes it suffocates me. and the person i once depended on, i learned to hate. i hate that i hate him. but i just can't help it. i hate people who can't stand true to their words. or maybe i just hate everyone and everything. i even hate myself.