Feb 04, 2004 12:15
I find myself thinking about you more than I probably should. There's just something about you and I don't know why I like you at all. The only thing we have in common is the fact that we don't have anything in common. Maybe I like you because you show no interest in me, or anyone else for that matter. Why do I find that intriguing?
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