Incessant Chatterings of Yours Truly

I feel...so familiar right now. So much self loathing....I haven't hated myself like this in a long time. But I do. I hate myself right now. Truly in the pit of my belly, hate. I don't want to kill myself, but I honestly feel as if the world would be better without me in it. My existance is entirely pointless. Just another mouth. Andother carbon print. I hurt...so many people that I love. They hate me. I am stupid. I am dumb. I am...everything he says I am. I am a horrible person.