My heart is going insane

I hate my job. I hate that it's so dull and I hate customer service when I am in a terrible mood. I hate everything. I hate limitations. I really really hate you. I hate obligations. I hate all these dumbfuck memories.I hate half my wardrobe. I hate all this emotional music. I hate the pity. I hate not having enough money. I hate how everything moves so fast. I hate the thought of going back to school. I hate change. I hate F1. Have I mentioned that I hate my fucking job? I just want to fuck it all and shop and party my fucking life away. Is that too much to ask for?

We said let's not leave on bad terms,

In between them bad words