I rather be hated for who I am than be loved for who I am not
What if you're hated or loved for both who you are and who you're not? (because that's always the case? Nobody's perfect)
Or would you really mind being hated for who you're not? (because people don't usually know who you really are?)
Or being loved for who you are? (because people don't usually know what they themselves really are?)
P.S.: of course not talking bout you Justin
