Hating the Guy at the End...
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They say there's a very thin line between love and hate, once you cross over that line it's hard to jump back. However, they never say which side you can't jump back from; is it love that you can't escape or is it hate?
His arrogance was what made people hate him, the cocky stare of a man who was given everything in a basket... a man with the world on his shoulders but he has no clue what to do with it but to piss all over his blessings. However, they say time can change people, but what if someone doesn't have time? What if all those broken pieces can't be put together again?
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