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Does there come a time, when you are liked so much, you need to be hated? Some move to hate themselves, pushing sharp blades against supple skin, branding themselves with self-hatred. Some people will use alterations of the mind, pushing themselves far from the world into an isolation where they can only enjoy the moment and become disgraceful to their loved ones. Disgrace, a form of hate we all contain. Disgrace in actions disgrace in performance, disgrace in body, disgrace in soul. Disgrace in digression, as what I feel now speaking to you my fellows, philosophers of life by merely living and observing. Those who are liked, but are not hated at all, they strive for the feeling, to know what they are doing is wrong. There is no perfect, we all know that it is unattainable, but is not appeasement of all your peers close enough to what you could determine perfection? This strive it drives into your very mind, that desire to know, to feel, the wrong, the hatred, the thing you are missing. You do things that feed carnal desires against your judgement, and allow your morals to be tossed out the window. Those desires then push you farther as the repercussions of your actions come towards you, you push them, blame yourself in an effort to make those who you have hurt, hate you deep in their bones. Reverse-psychology makes them want to forgive you, or abusive-wife syndrom kicks in making them forgive and run to you saying it is all right. Is this what we want? The reverse psychology of taking their minds and toying with them so you can hurt them again and again or is it the fact that with one solid action you want them to return the pain with hatred? These questions have no answers, for we don’t know ourselves the desire to be hated, since no one talks about anything other than the internal desire to be liked.
^been meanin to write that since august u_u
^been meanin to write that since august u_u