.... (some lines that should be the closing para of the previous entry, but for some reasons failed to be attached to the one):

Then. What it really takes from one to extremely move from the deed of love to the expression of hate? Or, is the difference between the two as thin as silk thread? Or, can one extreme feeling, for once, wraps around the other inside, like a closed mask? (love inside/hate or vice versa). Similar to Zhang Xianliang's protagonist in his Half Man is a Woman, "I love you that is why I can't stay on with you. I have to hurt you, hurt you so bad so you put me out of your mind." Only, he delivers this paradox as a silent monologue - so loud, yet unsaid. He made her believe that he hates her.