Reasons

And if one day i suddenly gone, dont ask why.
Because,
I hate my life,
I hate my self,
I hate people,
I hate being alive,
I hate my parents,
I hate my school,
I hate the world,
I hate faking,
I hate living,
I hate breathing,
I hate feeling,
I hate getting hurt,
I hate everything.

So, thats it. If one day you see me in a picture with full of blood laying on the road with a closed teary eyes, just so you know that i dont breathe anymore, and my soul is just around where my body placed, i see myself, with a pityful feeling. And i know, i keep in mind that after this, i will face a bigger depression. I know.