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What is love but a chemical concoction in our otherwise entirely scientific bodies? And yet still we find ourselve trapped by the unending desire to be with that certain someone, be it your best friend or even, god forbid, your sister. eek And still we seek to become the apple of the person's eye by changing ourselves so much that we cannot even remeber our original selves. Why do we do these things? Is it those blasted hormones associated with puberty? Or is it something else... something... magical?