What makes you think I haven’t?

I’ve spent many of my years enveloped in hate for the “other”. It got me nowhere. It didn’t provide me with anything. It’s still there. Always will be, like a dormant seed, hidden amongst everything that is its complete opposite. 

You choose to feed yours, water it, fertilize it, and then attempt to water mine. To surround yourself with others that hate. To protect yourself from being vulnerable, because you can’t do it on your own.

One day, you may realize that your wounds are self inflicted. That you are the cause of your pain. You may never. You may die alone, drowned in the shade of your flower, that you could never contain. 

 you misinterpreted what i meant by you will learn...

unsurprising. 

 your assumption that I am steeped in hate is laughable but thats just it with you fucking binaries purity spirallers...

no sense of humor is another big one...

would hate to see your types in control... Soviet Russia is the model.