I hate my mother, I hate my father, I hate my stepfather. But most of all - I hate myself and the majority of the people in the world sometimes.
I hate them because they created me, I wish my mother would've had an abortion and I've told her this numerous times. 
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"Much like wind blowing through hollowed cemetery grounds, we all circulate within this void of reality in search of something more profound. Hopes and Dreams fuel our will to live, projecting our desires into the universe and awaiting what it gives. Throughout life's journeys you will encounter Saints as well as the Heartless, but remember, in order to Appreciate the Light, one Must spend time in Darkness." ~ Prozak
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