haters
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There are two people in this story. One is living their life. The other is watching it like it’s a full-time job they don’t get paid for. They don’t talk.They don’t interact.There’s no connection, no conversation, no invitation. Just observation. One minding their business…and the other minding that business like it belongs to them. Now…
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Hate is loud. It echoes in empty rooms and calls itself power.It throws stones upward and pretends it’s climbing. Let’s be honest. Hate isn’t sophisticated. It isn’t visionary. It isn’t creative. It’s reactive. It’s small hands reaching up at something they refuse to build themselves. I said what I said. If you want to be…
