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Okay, I say this all the time. In order for me to hate something, you gotta love it a little bit. A lot of bit. You gotta care. Might be like, I don't give a fuck.
You know, I agree with that. It's got to start out with a love. You know, that has to be the foundation of it. But things change, you know, people change, you know, things get sour. So, you know, I don't know if it turns into a hate, but it sure enough change into a dislike. Let's go.
My, my, my, greetings, greetings, greetings, greetings This your favorite icon coming through Yeah, I agree with this 100% I just don't have the emotional, uh, bandwidth to deal with a bunch of bullshit anyway Uh, I think this is a hell of a post here Kudos to you, salute And you know that
I have to agree with this. Yeah, hating does require a caring. Once again, you need a foundation. But, you know, it seems that caring takes a lot of energy from you. So, hating? Imagine that. Let's go. Shoutouts to them. Shoutouts.