As fame increases, so do the number of people who both like and dislike you. So as a barometer, an increase in haters means you’re becoming more widely-known, I’ll buy that.
Except I don’t think those proclaiming, “I love my haters!” are thinking that deeply.
First – so you love “hate?” Uh-huh.
But more – you’re telling me you posses a rare, massive mental capacity that can transform hate into love, that your mind is that enlightened?
No chance.
Really ready for this trend to end.
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This is an I Am Not a Hippie.com post – endless scrolling of things I notice while going about life. Goes good with morning coffee.
