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i hate how you compare me to her.
i hate how you make me feel self concious about the things i wear sometimes.
i hate how famous you are.
i hate all the stupid bitches who want to get in your pants.
i hate how much you disliked some of my FRIENDS.
i hate making decisions.you know that better than anyone.yet youre making me do it anyway.
i hate how you have a premade mold that you fit me into.im nothing like them.yet you wont goive me a chance to show you that.
i hate how somedays you never have anything good to say.it hurts my feelings.
i hate how i feel like im not good enough.
i hate how everyone knows who i am,yet i have no idea who they are.
i hate how i have to stand back and look pretty while you do your thing.
i hate how i somtimes feel like such a cockblock.
i hate how much prettier all the other ones were compared to me.
i hate how much you've made me cry.
i hate how much it hurts.
i hate how confused i am.
i hate much i miss ed my friends.
i hate how far apart we were.
i hate feeling like this would never work out,no matter what either of us does.
i hate how you brought everything back to me today.
i hate how i feel like im never going to see you again.
i hate that youre still so close to your ex.
i hate feeling like everyone hates me.
i hate how much you love my chub. =]
i hate how much i miss the beginning of our relationship.we were so happy.
i hate how much i miss you.
i love how special you make me feel.
i love how sweet you can be...when you arent mad.
i love holding your hand.
i love walking around the french quarter at night with you,freezing my ass off,getting blisters on my feet.those blisters were worth it.
i love sitting in your passenger seat.
i love sleeping next to you and you pulling me close.
i love scratching our back before you go to sleep.
i love how much we have in common.
i love you make my heart beat faster.
i love kissing you.
i love all the things you introduced me to.
i love your music.
i love your voice.
i love making fun of people with you.
i love your sense of humor.
i love kissing your cheek and your forhead.
i love our interesting interstate rides...or ride.
i loved how everyone wanted you but i had you.
i love sitting at your merch table.
i love singing along with you.
i love your family.
i love your friends.
i love your jacket with the furry hood.
i love your camo hat.
i love your pj shorts with the pockets.
i love how excited you get about the smallest things.
i love your chapped lips.
i love you thin hair.
i love your dorky hand motions you do when you sing.
i love how passionate you are.
i love your namnamnam.
i love your beard.
i love being around you.i forget about everything and everyone else.
i love our sex.
i love hotel rooms with you.
i love your snores.
i love your ambition.
i love how so many things remind me of you.
i love how much i miss you.
the pros outweigh the cons.
i had to revise the list about 800 times because i kept thinking of more and more things i loved.
why is this so hard.
i wish you would belive me.
i wish you would trust me.
i wish a lot of things.
you had my heart.
what did you do with it...?
this is me telling you how i feel.
i couldnt get all of out any other way.
i dont want pity.
i dont want anyone to feel bad for themselves or for me.
this is me not sayin, but just sayin.
iheartyou
i hate how you make me feel self concious about the things i wear sometimes.
i hate how famous you are.
i hate all the stupid bitches who want to get in your pants.
i hate how much you disliked some of my FRIENDS.
i hate making decisions.you know that better than anyone.yet youre making me do it anyway.
i hate how you have a premade mold that you fit me into.im nothing like them.yet you wont goive me a chance to show you that.
i hate how somedays you never have anything good to say.it hurts my feelings.
i hate how i feel like im not good enough.
i hate how everyone knows who i am,yet i have no idea who they are.
i hate how i have to stand back and look pretty while you do your thing.
i hate how i somtimes feel like such a cockblock.
i hate how much prettier all the other ones were compared to me.
i hate how much you've made me cry.
i hate how much it hurts.
i hate how confused i am.
i hate much i miss ed my friends.
i hate how far apart we were.
i hate feeling like this would never work out,no matter what either of us does.
i hate how you brought everything back to me today.
i hate how i feel like im never going to see you again.
i hate that youre still so close to your ex.
i hate feeling like everyone hates me.
i hate how much you love my chub. =]
i hate how much i miss the beginning of our relationship.we were so happy.
i hate how much i miss you.
i love how special you make me feel.
i love how sweet you can be...when you arent mad.
i love holding your hand.
i love walking around the french quarter at night with you,freezing my ass off,getting blisters on my feet.those blisters were worth it.
i love sitting in your passenger seat.
i love sleeping next to you and you pulling me close.
i love scratching our back before you go to sleep.
i love how much we have in common.
i love you make my heart beat faster.
i love kissing you.
i love all the things you introduced me to.
i love your music.
i love your voice.
i love making fun of people with you.
i love your sense of humor.
i love kissing your cheek and your forhead.
i love our interesting interstate rides...or ride.
i loved how everyone wanted you but i had you.
i love sitting at your merch table.
i love singing along with you.
i love your family.
i love your friends.
i love your jacket with the furry hood.
i love your camo hat.
i love your pj shorts with the pockets.
i love how excited you get about the smallest things.
i love your chapped lips.
i love you thin hair.
i love your dorky hand motions you do when you sing.
i love how passionate you are.
i love your namnamnam.
i love your beard.
i love being around you.i forget about everything and everyone else.
i love our sex.
i love hotel rooms with you.
i love your snores.
i love your ambition.
i love how so many things remind me of you.
i love how much i miss you.
the pros outweigh the cons.
i had to revise the list about 800 times because i kept thinking of more and more things i loved.
why is this so hard.
i wish you would belive me.
i wish you would trust me.
i wish a lot of things.
you had my heart.
what did you do with it...?
this is me telling you how i feel.
i couldnt get all of out any other way.
i dont want pity.
i dont want anyone to feel bad for themselves or for me.
this is me not sayin, but just sayin.
iheartyou