Love is lame and annoying. And yet everyone loves love. Everyone loves being in love. Even that in the process, there is sure to be hurt.
It's like how I hate and love love songs and animated films.
I hate it when I get cheesy unnecessarily, and I try not to.
I am so frustrated, I don't really know how to explain it.
I should be okay, Friend No. 1 gave me another boost of skull sawing awhile ago.
And after that, I got really worn out I couldn't really think.
Friend No.2 wasn't there to do a rewind, so perhaps it kind of stuck.
I should be okay.
I should be okay.
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