I hate myself because I hate my own feelings and I hate being a part of that.
I hate hating myself because of how I feel, because I don’t know what I should do, because of what I think I’m capable of.
Love is an idea, not a feeling, not an emotion, not even an action.
Love makes you think about everything, and it can make you feel bad about yourself.
The worst thing you could do is to let it destroy your happiness.
And I hate that because I feel like I can’t make myself happier.
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