love.backwards

I hate myself right now. Like many times before.

The stocks of my net worth dropping below zero. All my savings funds lost and withdrawn.

All of everything sucked into this black hole, tearing me to pieces, not breaking my fall.

I hate myself. Sometimes in bulk. Others in miniature.

Always there. My heroic anti-hero.

I love myself. Though I now admit it, I most often forget. Like now. 

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