"I love him so much to the point that it hurts" she explained
"Whenever I see him talking to other girls, my stomach aches, and when my eyes meet his my heart feels like it's being ripped out"
"It's not healthy, I know. It's almost like a disease, this love coursing through my veins, it's going to destroy me, I know it will, but some small part of me believes it could save me too"
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