� hate you � 2005-11-03 � 8:58 p.m. �
Sometimes I fucking hate you...
Do you ask because you care? Or is it merely obligations for fucking up... Does it matter to you at all how I am? or do you sigh from the of your conscience?
The line between love and hate is so thin... I often forget where I'm looking when I see you.
This is the flip side of us, isn't it... if I didn't care so much... you couldn't hurt me - I couldn't hate you.
Isn't that beautiful.
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