I hate my job. I want to smoke more.
I hate myself. I want to drink more.
I hate my boobs. They are bigger than my pay cheque.
I hate people who are like me. I want to be alone.

I miss the chocolates in Melbourne. But I hate the aussies.
I miss loving someone badly. I cannot love myself all the time.

I will never like my customers. They are a better bitch than I am.
I will never want to be a woman in my next life. Woman would love me as a man.

I am anxious when the night falls. I can never sleep at night.
I am even anxious when the sun rises. No one whispers good morning to me.

I think I love the sun. I know I can eat ice - cream.
I think I love to travel. I am like a nomad.
I think I will just go away for a little while. Will be back with more senses.