call me.

Don't you find it childish when people say "I hate life"?

'Cause one can't possibly hate life. I mean, for the 75 years in average you live, there has to be at least one point in time that you were happy. And that period is part of your life. And the point in time that you "hate life" is just a point in time. It's not really your whole life.

And maybe that's just because the group of people who make you smile has gone on a trip to Greece. Or the one person who can ultimately make you happy is busy making someone else happy.

And therefore, I hate now. I hate this moment.

It will be over soon. Blame Erica. Blame Erica.

Blame you.