Hate my game, my ostentation. Hate my disappearance, my hunger.

Hate that I am a veteran and a champion. Hate that. Hate it wholeheartedly.

For the same reason, I hate being loved.

My likes and dislikes, black and white, are well known to everyone. I hate playing. I put on airs. Don't like my skills, my ambition.

I hate being an old bird. Suit yourself. It doesn't hurt to hate me more.

Anyway, I was supported for the same reason.