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Paradox She has the best intentions, but she yells at him again... A lonely cry for attention? Paradoxical behaviours never end. Self destructive neuroticism will tear this love apart. The constant, 'I hate you', 'I love you', I'm sorry'; in time his resentment starts. She sees what she is doing, right up until the final curtain call. Why was she such an idiot? Because she loved this one the most of all.
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