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Dec 27, 2004 13:44

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 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.

who knows what movies this is from!!! i do.♥
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