love/hate
I love myself. I hate myself.
I love who I’m becoming. I hate who I’m becoming.
I love my town. I hate my town.
I love my few new friends. I hate my new “friends”.
I love change. I hate change.
I love getting fucked up. I hate getting fucked up.
I lover her still. I hate her.
I love my memories. I hate those same memories too.
I love getting older. I hate growing up.
I love being alive. I hate being alive.
