Love and hate are not so much opposites as alternating faces of the same coin. What is it about a person or concept that so drives you to hate it? Anything, anything, that drives you to put so much passion into hating something so fully must be a thing you love, and love with the same vicous passion. Does that person make you angry? Confused? Insane? Frustrated? Hatred is only fucking unfufilled. Hatred is obsession over something you can’t have. Hatred is a contest of wills. Hatred is passion denied.