Gain fame, and the paparazzi or media waits and watches for them to slip, just to shame their name.

They may hail you like an Angel. They may claim you are the world’s prince of princes. They may lift you with praise many kilometers above sea level. They may say you are the best...

Isn’t it funny.I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that’s something you can use....