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Saturday, November 21, 2009

I hate pizza. I hate hats with ear flaps. I hate stadiums. I hate cars. I hate halloween.
I hate these things because I love them so much because they remind me of you.
I wish that you didn't feel compelled to leave me. I wish I didn't feel apathetic.
I am going to text you in the morning. I am going to tell you I love you.
I am going to tell you how bad it hurts thinking about you.
I am going to tell you that you will never ruin our frienship, and that I'm just scared.
I am going to probably cry whenever I am with Pensacola Joey tomorrow instead of you.
I am going to hate that he is the one I will turn to if the movie freaks me out.
I am going to hate this week, because you won't be here.
I hate that I love you so much. I hate me. I hate the absence of us. I love you.

I'm the one for you
'Cause I know all the dirty things you like to do
I'm the fear in your eyes, I'm the fire in your flies
I'm the sound that's buzzing around your head

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