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Is it an act of love when a display of vitriol is so deep and well-aimed as to try to hit your core? I guess somebody very twisted might say that, but not me.

When I hate, I do with intensity. And I don't hate now. Then again, to learn the true meaning of hate...

I'll still be there, waiting. I'm a slave to my words. If there's a slap coming, I'll just take it.

Assuming the courage to turn up exists...