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There is something so beautiful about hatred. It stays constant, keeps your ambitions up, makes you follow someone to the death- it gives you a reason to live. It possesses you, sometimes consumes you- yet makes you feel so ALIVE! Isn't it odd, how close it is to love?



The really funny part about hate is that you almost don't want the other person to die. You want them to keep suffering so you can keep laughing at them. Seeing them die would be like the end of a good book. There's a part of you that wants it to go on forever. It's oddly depressing when someone you hate dies, after you've gotten over the initial giggles- until you move onto a new enemy.