I hate to look at my bed. I hate cutting apples, and shopping at whole foods. I hate making breakfast or making food. I hate vegan delights and delicious fried tortillas. I hate hummus and falafel. I hate cool soaps and skipping class on rainy days. I hate naps and talking for 24 straight hours. I hate all of these things because I love them.
I love them in one specific context.
and that is,
with
you.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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