the thin line...

it's all about questions...

why do people react in a way, in another way or they don't react at all?

how can people that loved each other at one point can hate each other? is it actually hate or is a protection of actually trying to keep yourself far away from getting hurt?

why aren't we able to stop searching for answers and just go on? why are we in desperate need in asking ourselves questions, giving the answers by ourselves and having the conclusions also by ourselves. And we start believing in that answer. But what is the actual reality? Can we discover it and just say at one point : "everything is clear to me now" or "i have the answer" or we actually may never find it?

How can we believe in this fake answers, that we give to ourselves? And then we start protecting ourselves of the reality.

And in the end, a fake answer to our questions can tear us apart from the people we usually loved?

How is it possible that from love you go to hate? Or actually you are never there...it's only the window that goes up against the other people that you know they have the power to hurt you.

Cum poate sa iti fie dor dar in acelasi timp sa urasti?

where is the line between love and hate?

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