Gah, there's so much hate in me..
i've heard about hate being love misdirected once, but sometimes, i don't know if it's true.
I guess it is, because the people I hate are the ones I loved before
Of course, there is this hatred of a vile woman who's spitefulness has damaged mine and another's happines. But then, again, is not the root of that hate love? Love for something someone else seeks to destroy?
But then, there lies a paradox. hate and love being the same thing, only difference is degree. hate is a by product of two loves that clash, is it not so?
But sometimes... I wonder.. maybe I don't love another.. maybe I love myself.. but the thing is, I know I hate myself.
another paradox.. the hate and love of one's self.
gaah, I've been hanging around wise monkeys too much.
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