I'm so sad and so full of hatred. I dread getting out of my bed in the morning yet I can't sleep. I don't care about anyone's lives, what they got up to, their personal opinions. I don't care about anything really. It feels like I lost everything 'me'. That I know have no personal opinions of myself, no personal style, taste in music, nothing. I don't have a box I can fit myself into. And I know, 'to define is to limit' and 'you shouldn't put yourself in a box!' but to know who you are and what you should do is so comforting. Maybe that's why people join cults? I don't have 'favorites' anymore. 'anything will do.' 'you decide.' and I hate that, I hate relying on other people to tell me who I am. I only exist in the eyes of society , alone I am but a shell. The worst part? I don't even know why. Why am I sad? Why do I hate everything that shows signs of humanity? Why am I still alive? What do I wait for? God I wish everything just went quiet.