“I would rather you hate me for who I am than love me for who I’m not” (Not sure if Kurt Cobain said that)
I love people who hate me… I really do. When you hate someone, there is a different sort of passion at work. Its this intensely emotional feeling that you know exists and by the virtue of inducing this feeling there is a connection that exists… almost as beautiful as love.
When you hate someone, and note that I dont mean “dislike”; there is a similar sort of anguish that sends your heart racing. Like in love, you cant plan your reactions; every molecule of your body responds to that feeling inside you…
A lot of people get perturbed when others throw around that word, “Love”. Well for me “hate” induces the same feeling; Everytime someone says “I hate doing that” or “I hate him/her”, I smile and wonder… “really… Hate?”
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