sleepless night

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I hate the smell of your perfume. But, I bought it anyway.

Because it reminds me on you.

I hate the taste of your steak. But I eat it anyway.

Because you made it.

I hate to see you with her. But, I love to see you smile, even if it's with her.

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Tbh, I honestly don't know why I write this chapter.
Sorry for lack of feeling, I'm tired.
School is stressing me out, and I'm starving (when I'm not?)

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