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November 9, 2015
I have an odd mixture of love and disgust for you. Some days, like today, all I can think about is hugging you tight and telling you all the good things you want to hear. On some other days, I almost wish I didn't know you so that I won't have to deal with you. We hurt the ones we love, we do, don't we? But what about those who we don't love? What kind of reasons do we find to justify hurting them? And if we do find these reasons, what makes us not decide to just walk away?