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Nov 2014
Love is ******* crazy.

And it makes me crazy.

And i hate it.

And i love it.

I don't know what to do with it

Or without it.

And i don't know how to handle it.

But i do know that i need it.

I need him.

I need to know that i can tell him anything,

That i can trust him with everything,

And that we can be happy together doing nothing.

I want love.

I need his love.

*(and i have it)
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