because sometimes you should feel hatred. hatred at injustice, at people who have hurt you. i can’t help but see it as a wonderful thing. something that fuels hope and change, something that people do.

really, what kind of hollow, unfeeling shell of a “person” would be unable to feel it? It would be someone far more similar to an object than a person. something shaped in order to please others, meant only to be used; too afraid to ever state it’s own desires, they might as well not exist.

It’s disgusting, really. I am so fucking disgusting. it pisses me off.

  • Lengthofdry1943
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    3 days ago

    A man is born gentle and weak. At his death he is hard and stiff. Green plants are tender and filled with sap. At their death they are withered and dry. Therefore the stiff and unbending is the disciple of death. The gentle and yielding is the disciple of life. Thus an army without flexibility never wins a battle. A tree that is unbending is easily broken. The hard and strong will fall. The soft and weak will overcome.