I think about it, and I can honestly say that I don’t hate anyone. Because even if people might have done me wrong in the past, I can honestly say I don’t hate them. Not necessarily because I chose to be the bigger person and forgot about whatever it is that they did, but because I feel like the word “hate”, to me, is a powerful thing to say and mean. But yeah, I do dislike a few people, and find a deep annoyance with them. But I feel like hating someone takes too much time and effort. And no one, on God’s green Earth has ever given me a reason to truly hate them. No one.