it\'s not that bad.
i hate the world right now.i hate it for loss, and other things, but mostly loss. as bad as i feel, i know it could be worse. i hate to say it, but, it happened because i'm drunk.and i got me drunk, and made a bad situation worse.that's it.i can't blame God, though i love to.i can't even blame the stuff i drank.i drank it.it's not like it was goimg to think me out of this situation.if i don't drink, i do better at things.this isn't reality, this isn't anything. i have to be a prerson before i can be a poet.and i have to love the weorld before i can allow myself to truly hate it,because then, if it doesn't hate me first, what's the point?
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