Hate. Hate. Hate.

I love how we love hating

I love how the world is hateful, but we hate nicely, we're having fun

I love how we hate those people not personally

I love how we didn't even talk shit about people after we said we hate them

I love how the word hate represents anything

I love how even when we talk about it, nobody's going to be offended

I love that we don't hurt people, we always use unreadable words addressed to unknown

I love how we hate generally but not too deep

I love how we decided not to talk again to those people, what for anyway

I love how we always want to be on the outside of the society and be alone in our room

I love how we stay away from them

I love how we stopped giving a shit about what anyone thinks

And I wish you do too, because if you do, you should be okay with our hatred exposed like this

I love that we are not haters, we just hate

Haters are so lame and it's the people, not us.

Our demons get along very well.