I hate handsome people, they got to love each other so easily.
Hate myself too, even I am lonely, but I love no one, but I want to be loved. And even I can't love myself.
I am too lazy, too fat, too useless, got nothing in mind, living emptiness
I hate this life, and I cant be weak enough brave enough to end it.
I still have parents, the stress of the only son keep me stress.
I just sometimes wish I was in the center of Atom Bomb Explosion, I will feel nothing to be disappear, the painless suicide