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  <title>Comments on 'Addiction '</title>
  <subtitle>I saw these boxes and thought of you. 

But things with you are complicated. To say the least. 

You started of as someone I saw around. No big. You became someone I liked talking to. You became a friend. And then it got _complicated_. 

We don't see each other often, but when we do, I hear the same things from you. &amp;quot;Beautiful.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Gorgeous.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Intelligent.&amp;quot; 
But I know there's someone else. That doesn't matter, you keep it up. Eventually, there isn't someone else anymore. 

You tell me all the things a girl wants to hear, over and over. And everything about you has me going crazy, in the good way. You tell me, &amp;quot;It won't ever work...&amp;quot; and it crushes me. I want to give up on you. But you're an addiction. We keep talking, but I'm grieving. 

I didn't expect it, but now, you're saying maybe you love me. 
Love? I tell you that you don't, that I want you to, just don't do something you'll regret. But you persist, you always were stubborn. You say that now, &amp;quot;We'll make it work&amp;quot;. 


I want to love you. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-02T04:21:37Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow i really love this probably bc i know so many ppl who r like this [including me] and have 2 deal with the frustration and sometimes lies i guess but yeah i like this alot :]&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=75508</id>
    <published>2008-07-02T04:21:37Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>suspensetaken</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;At the back of my mind I was thinking &amp;#8220;Is he married? Don&amp;#8217;t do it!!&amp;#8221; I can be so pessimistic sometimes&amp;#8230;..&lt;br /&gt;I think you have captured the frustration perfectly!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=74167</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T21:54:53Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I agree with everyone that this is an excellent story.. I also agree with the Box metaphor. Since there are several, each one could represent different things.  .This story makes an emotional connection with the reader.  It is a universal topic that everyone can relate to.. Bravo!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-26T16:38:57Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Apostrophe </name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very well done. I think I know this guy. He listens to Tom Leykus and pops his collar.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=73972</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T05:42:30Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I agree. The box metaphor is brilliant. That&amp;#8217;s a beautinful, moving peice. Great job!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=73970</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T05:36:21Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>penguincaptain18</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Not at all! Thank you very much :D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=73967</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T05:33:58Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Kelli </name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I wrote a sequel, hope you don&amp;#8217;t mind.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=73957</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T05:12:10Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/asimon78</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s an awesome song,  THX .&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant job using a picture of boxes to inspire a piece on the difficulty of love. You can approach the box as a metaphor here in so many different ways&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35362?basename=73953</id>
    <published>2008-06-26T04:58:25Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/asimon78</uri>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Addiction </title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ah, that hurts.  I think this is what they meant when they sang, &amp;#8220;&lt;em&gt;One is the loneliest number.  Two can be as bad as one; it&amp;#8217;s the loneliest number since the number one&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-25T15:03:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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