here's much to do with hate, but more with love why then, oh brawling love, oh loving hate oh anything, of nothing first created! oh heavy lightness, serious vanity, misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! this love feel i, that feel no love in this. edit: i found a really fun kid from madradhair and i now read her journal..i was just thinking about how weird it is to read someone elses life that you don't know or anything. anyhwo,just thought i'd add that. love <3