“Love was fuzzy. You didnt really know who your first love was. But your first hate. That’s one you know well.”
Discussion
I’d go the opposite of all that
I wish I knew who my first love was.. maybe it’s because I haven’t really had one yet.
My first love, I remember well; my first hate, I've no idea! Maybe its because I don't do hate?
I was thinking earlier, it may have been possible to live life without ever really knowing what the word meant.
I don’t think it’s made me stronger or a better person, unfortunately. Despite what they say. That’s not truly hate in my humble opinion.
I don’t do hate either. True hate is never an option, if that makes sense.
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