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FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. As soon as I wake up, the first thing that comes to mind is I wonder what she is up to and I wonder what she did last night. I want to sleep more. I hate this feeling. I hate knowing that this only effects me. I want to crawl back to her and I hate that it won't do/mean anything to anyone but me. I hate that I can't sleep for over twelve hours at a time like her because then I wouldn't have to deal with this as much. I hate that I hate right now. This reminds me of 10 Things I Hate About You.
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 that 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 it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate the way 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.
I'm just going to lay in bed for now.
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 that 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 it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate the way 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.
I'm just going to lay in bed for now.