I forgive people easily. But if you were to make me develop that sense of abhorrence for you, I should make a round of applause for you. You'll be condemned forever in my life.

I believed that my hypocrisy was developed since young. I tend to hide how much I hate someone, and would never ever reveal the hatred I bear right in the face of the person I hate. Smiles will still be worn on my face even if my rival/enemy comes in contact with me. Jokes will still be hysterically born in the air if I were to talk to this person. Perhaps I did not want to blow things up, or to allow things to be out of control, hence I chose to allow the hatred to grow within my deepest heart. I allow the bud of hatred to bear into a fruit of revulsion, withdrawal and disgust for my antagonist. I guessed, not everyone behaves like me. Not everyone agrees to how I behave or acknowledge the way I'm handling things, but this is me. Never will I ever forgive or forget how much that person who has inflicted the worse pain I've ever gone through even if I verbally acknowledge a forgiveness received.

Some proverb goes like this, " It's tiring to hate someone." But in my opinion, it's not exhausting to develop an abhorrence, neither does it cause any fatigue to hate someone. It's a feeling that secures within you, so why would you ever feel worn? Philosophies.

I hate people who sheds crocodile tears, gaining sympathy by utilizing the active tear gland and putting on a facade that took advantage of my naiveness. This type of people are the worse.