Curing Hate

“…there is a cure for hate”

Have you ever wondered what the world would be like if we cured hate? Like, literally obliterated an entire emotion? We couldn’t hate anything. People. Food. Sports teams. Restaurants. Brands of pens. Types of shoes. Our in-laws. Jokes.

The world would suck.

I don’t want that. I want to hate. I don’t want to strongly dislike, or casually ignore, or even worse: accept.

I want to hate them.

Like these things:

1) People who don’t pull forward at a gas pump when there’s an empty one right in front of them. I hate that.

2) Drying yourself off after a shower with a towel that’s still too wet. Fuck that I hate that shit. I HATE wet towels on a wet body.

3) Picking up a slightly wet coffee mug especially after you’ve put lotion on your hands. Ultra Cringe.

4) Stepping in a droplet of water while wearing socks. This is something I will never love.

5) The ideal that love cures all and is the answer to all our problems. Tell that to my water-boarded sock.

Let the H8 flow, people. Unless it makes you want to mutilate human beings. Or small iguanas.

Anthony Jauregui, 23

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