I love to be alone because I find comfort in loneliness.

Why do you have to make me hate you so much. Why can't you filter whatever comes out from that filthy mouth and stop degrading people all the time. Why do you have to deny me when I'm here because of you.

If I had a choice I won't choose you. Not you, who fails to see who I am for myself. You ask why I turn out like that, exactly. What do you even know? What happened for me to turn out like this. Did you actually think that my life was smooth sailing? That my childhood was innocent and pure? Stop all the crap when you know nothing more than my name.

If you don't have anything nicer to say, then shut up. At least your silence is better than me hating your presence.