For The Love Of Hate

For The Love Of Hate

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I knew that in the morning everything would be back to it’s normal cynical self. We would yell and scream and hit each other just like normal, it was the way it was supposed to be. He was my brothers best friend, I learned a long time ago that I wasn’t supposed to like him
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We grew up together. Got in trouble together, we were best friends and no one would change that. Well at least that's what we thought. Everything between us changed, we had became more than friends. And we kinda liked being more than friends, we were starting to fall in love.

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