hate

Thinking, thinking, thinking...the only conclusion that I can come to is that I have learned to hate who I am, at this very moment theres not one thing that I can think about myself that I like. I hate the fact that I hate myself. Nothing, not one thing at this very moment feels like it will be able to be fixed, I look at myself and I hate what I see, I just dont see the point, I dont know why I bother trying, cos I just hate me, I hate me, I hate me I fucking hate who I am!!!