P / 2010 - 08 - 18

I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
and the way you read my mind´.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you always right
I hate the way you lie
I hate the way you make me laugh
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when your not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But MOSTLY
I hate the way i don't HATE you...

Not even close..
not even a little bit
not even at all


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