miss stina

Hard to believe, but sometimes when you harbor a deep enough hatred for a person, you actually fall in love with that hatred. And the hatred is usually irrational. You don't even know where it stems from- well, you do, but the reasons given really aren't powerful enough to explain how intensely you feel. You secretly enjoy the feeling of hating that person. It goes nowhere. But still it rages on within you; they are thoughts so easily ignited, they leave you seething, but you do so quietly. And in your own little world, you are sastisfied. Is this true? Or am I just crazy?