Remembering First Love

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It was on the lean years of my life being with a certain someone . I hate him. He hates me. We hate each other to death. But despite of this, he is still the most special person for me. And after that remarkable conversation with him my feelings of hatred became so tamed.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 05, 2016 ⏰

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