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Feb 2020
Everything we do is controlled by hate. To give one example i hate it that I love her. I hate that I get tongue tied when  see her. I hate her heart stopping smile. I hate her warm angel soft hands. I hate her beautiful sparkling blu eyes. But worst of all...I hate myself for hating her imperfect image and personalty.
Written by
Tricin Heer  15/M/Rock Springs
(15/M/Rock Springs)   
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