Cauterizes Wounds

There is no worse feeling than neutrality. It staunches hope, and cauterizes love. It is like placing a band aide over a wound that will not- that cannot heal. To not love, and to not hate, is the worst thing. I would much rather hate something a million times over than not care for it at all . . . why do people not realize this? What is the point in trying to dull the mind? No matter what method you employ to facilitate it- the result remains. You have simply used something to cover the bloody, garish thing that plagues you, and will not leave.