beLL; may 9, 2006_5pm
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
i hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
i hate you so much it makes me sick it even makes me ryhme.
i hate the way you're always right
i hate it when you lie
i hate when you make me laugh even worse when you make me cry
i hate it when you're 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
9/19/2006
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