sometimes i do hate it, but it doesn't matter, it is overrated, it still doesn't matter, you can live with out it, and you always will, see her by themselves, no theres no one else, so locust will kill us, who when they will come, and she says too long ya it's not me!, driving me insane, i don't know if i can take it, why do i even stay,i'm still going to make it, lying in my coffin,dead as can be, and i'll have no wife, hate them all my life