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By Meredith Date: 2003 May 27 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.27.12.37.29774]] |
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I hate how you affect me. How the slightest thing you do or say or think has a whole new meaning. I hate how I can't tell you I love you without it being blown out of proportion. I hate how I think about you not just every once in a while but all the time. I hate how I hate you because the truth is I hate how I love you. |