I hope I can make it.
I hope it won’t consume me.
I hope I can stay in control.
I hope I’ll grow stonger.
I hope I’ll have restraint.
I hope I’ll say no.
I hope I’m sure.
I hope I succeed.
I hope I’ll be happy.
I hope I’m not mistaken.
I hope I’m dreaming.
I hope it’ll end.
I hope you love me.
I hope… I’ll change.
I truly do hate myself.