I hate myself

I have come to realize, recently, that I could never be friends with myself. I would hate the shit out of myself if I ever got the chance. Like really my first impression of myself is poser, haha, I said poser. I am pretty sure I am not though, but if I saw myself I would think so. Then after getting to know myself I would realize myself and I had the same exact interests, so I would either accuse myself of lying to be liked or being a novice at all these so call interests. After this accusation I would see how cocky I am and hate myself even more. Eventully a competition would probably happen in which I accuse myself of cheating. Then I would be passively mean like I do when I do not like people, for a bit I will take it as joke, eventully finding out its actual hate.At that point I will return the favor. That is as far as it will ever get untill I drift away from myself, because I am not agressive enough to beat mtself up. Think god I am no schizo.(Ha you thought this was gonna be so damn emo)