December 2011
It’s hard to describe your feelings of hatred for someone you loved so deeply for so long. But the fact is, you know that hate is there. It may be hate stemmed from love, but it is hate. And whether it is because of that love or not, it is the worst kind of hate.
I wish I could tell you I am happy to see you happy. But I can’t. Not because of jealousy, don’t get me wrong. But...
It shouldn't be Occupy Wall Street.
It should be Occupy ALL Streets!
