IT FEELS GOOD TO BE UNKNOWN

Without you, I was in middle of nowhere

And as times passed

HATE.

its a strong word, but a simple meaning to it, as abstract and notional i might sound, hate is the purest feeling we feel. how you might ask?

well, unlike love which can be easily manipulated into friendship, or infatuation, or lust, hate in itself is the epitome and the expansion.

psychologically, each feeling can be explained by the processes in the limbic system, and as  far-out i may sound, its just the human anatomy.

during the experience of love, or its  ascendants, several regions of our brain are flooded with dopamine, respectively. but in the case of hate, only the precious  insular cortex has activity.