I Hate that they were Right

I hate guilt and I hate barking in the middle of the night
I hate the cerebral cortex and the need to intellectualize
I hate sharing the things I love, particularly when there’s
no one else
who cares enough to see them
I hate the music that isn’t mine and the tedious tasks that take up my time
I hate that life occurs on life’s terms
and I hate how much I hate it.

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