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I hate that i think about you. I hate that i like the things that you do. I hate that everytime you make me mad, you make me smile again. I hate that when we argue i apologize in the end. Why am i so fasinated by what you do to me? I never thought i would experience these things. I hate you so much but i cant take my mind off you. Maybe im addicted to you. Sprung too. I dont believe in love so why do i feel this way? Why do i call you and cherish every word you say? This thing happens everyday. Maybe im addicted to you. Sprung too.

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