Hateration...

I've never understood the whole concept of "playa hating". Especially past the age of 21. I mean, sure, when you're a kid it's only natural to envy someone for something that they have. Some skill that they possess. The star basketball player. The rich kid with the new car. But after you reach a certain age you're supposed to dispense with that nonsense. Alas, in this day and age, there are GROWN ASS MEN who still hate on other grown men. I think there is a fine line between jealousy and hateration. I mean like hairline fine. It's like hateration is jealousy's bastard cousin. A closer descendant to envy. I'm not the vain type. I don't think I am anything special that anyone would want to hate on me. I have an ok job. I got two wonderful boys. I have a normal life. I don't make a habit of telling untruths or spreading slander. I do enjoy a good laugh. And if something strikes me funny and I hear it repeated, damn straight I'm gonna laugh. I am a bit demonstrative, too. So, yeah, I'll imitate the behavior and laugh about that as well. But what I am not is a fake and a liar and what I am is 100% real at all times. SO, if you can't deal with me because I am those things, tough shit!! I don't have time for the 5th grade games and bullshit. Maybe the fault lies within you,(and I'm sure you're reading this and yes I am talking to YOU!) You claim to be something you're not. You can't stand up tall and be a man and accept your own shortcomings. MAN UP. I don't need or want anything you have ( and given the opportunity, what you have would jump at the chance to have me). In fact, you, truthfully, want what I have. Sorry, pal. No dice. It'll never happen. I can't waste anymore space on you. I'll become just like you. Lonely. Bitter. Jealous. Envious. Hateful. A HATER..