The Hatred Machine: Galapagos

11.06.2011

She: Do you hate me?

Him: I can’t hate you. I’m gonna miss you.

She: I’m going to miss you too. My heart is breaking but we need this.

Him: I love you. I'm sorry.

She: I love you too. And I'm sorry too.

Posted by Raging Mary Brave at 4:03 PM

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From the deepest desires often come the deadliest hate. - Socrates

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