I am going to reveal some strange things about my thinking. So fasten your seat-belts for a roller coaster ride through this crazy mind which boggles my own self at times.
These (poetic) words come to my mind before I go ahead;
I am in love with hatred itself. This is the craziest thing I (myself) will hear from anybody else, let alone coming from my own pen.
Every hate (hatred) has passionate roots elsewhere and since I’m a feely type of person, passion anywhere in any form or shape is welcome.
to be continued…