- I hate the fact that I like you.
- I hate the fact that I need to admit it.
- I hate that you always have this tendency to look down on those who like you, and I hate the fact that I hate it when you do that.
- I hate the fact that you can't be mine. And I hate it more because I even dare to sound like a downright softy saying this.
- I hate the fact that I always have this annoying urge to check on your presence. Everywhere. Fb, Ym, twitter. And YES it is annoying. Hence the hatred.
- I hate the fact that me liking you is destructing my way to normality. And I hate the fact that there is a probability that you do not know that I am struggling like hell to escape from it.
- And you know what? Sometimes I hate the fact that I hate liking you. But yes, the first point up there still dominates.
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