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 rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it 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 didnt call.
But mostly i hate the way i dont hate you,
not even close,
not even a bit
not even at all.
segunda-feira, 20 de agosto de 2007
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2 comentários:
its the worst thing...to hate so many stupid things...and not to hate the person we love...
it happens alot to me :)
we see the same things *-*
cute heh?
beijo**
para o andré:
sim, very cute situation :)
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