now this is more like a wanting a answer then writing a poem. what is love and what is hate? how do the 2 work together? some people hold on to the past to fule there hate as others seem to change from love and hate almost on a daliy bacis. how is that all possible? how can one day you tell some one you love them and then the next you hate them. then after that love them again? what is this fine line between love and hate?
how can one use the past to fule a fire of hate. hate is a mean and evil tool but why use the past to fule it? does that mean one cant let go of the past? or just has refused to deal with the past. how is life possible this way? so much ill never understand about these things. so much i wish i new but dont. never the less it would seem that love and hate are alot alike. so ill wait and see what you people have to say about it.

jackass 2 now it seems from what i see on the tv to be funny. im sure it is. the one part i question is where the fat lady in her under clothes belly flops on a little skinny dude. now i wounder how much they paid my x to do that.