I've been contemplating this theory for a while...just havn't had the time or emotional availabilty to write it down. So hear me out...I think..
that in order to hate someone, you once have to had loved them.
I can recall one person with many situations that brought out such emotion in me that made me feel the rage of hate. One the same degree, this person was the only one thus far, to bring out the scariest emotion that I have ever dealt with; l.o.v.e. I think it goes without saying that these two words and emotions go hand in hand.
"wired, and im tired, think ill sleep in my clothes on the floor."-JM
All i really feel like saying out loud is that I miss being able to hate and i miss someone hating me. Crazy? Alot of these ppl i have been meeting could care less if Im mad at them, if they hurt my feelings, or if i don't call them for a week or so. at risk of sounding vulnerable,(ill deny later) There's probably 4 other "Tiffany's" in their life. Why am I having trouble being set apart? And if I am set apart, why isn't it enough? In all fairness though, I would be lying if i said i didn't do the same thing. Maybe its a defense mechanism.
I have also become really good at not hating, not caring, and not letting anyone stir any emotion in me; Good or bad. But as for now, all i can do is continue writing hate letters for no one ;)
