I’m starting to realize that I not hate myself and I never hated myself, what I hate is the world we live in, the people who leeched every bit of fun and joy out of it by way of greed, selfishness, stupidity, abuse and pigheadedness.
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Rascals are always sociable, and the chief sign that a man has any nobility in his character is the little pleasure he takes in others company. Arthur Schopenhauer