I am the worst person alive.

That isn't true, but there are bad things inside me.

Most people are worse than me.

I never would have said that before, but too many people have told me what's inside them and it's a lot darker than what's inside me, mostly because they don't see how evil it is.

The darkest hate is the kind you won't admit you have.

Still, I am horrible. Horrible, terrible, horrible.

I'm a whiny child inside, and that's not cool.

I throw fits if I don't get what I want, and that's not cool.

I am better than most people(everyone will hate me for saying it), but I am not good enough.

I am not good enough. But I am still better than you.