Sometimes, i hate myself.

Sometimes, i feel so lost.

Sometimes, i just want to hide somewhere where no ones is able to find me.

sometimes, i wish i didn't exist.

but...

sometimes, i think i should not give up everything so easily.

sometimes, i feel that all hope is not lost.

sometimes, i feel that everything will be better.

sometimes, i am full of positivity.

i think i have bipolar disorder. haha