** wE aRe aLL mAdE oF stARs **

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

i.hAtE..

I HATE THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME AND THE WAY YOU CUT YOUR HAIR.
I HATE THE WAY YOU DRIVE YOUR 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 IT WHEN YOUR 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 YOUR NOT AROUND AND THE FACT THAT YOU DIDN'T CALL. BUT MOSTLY ...
I HATE THE WAY I DONT HATE YOU AT ALL- NOT EVEN CLOSE NOT EVEN A LITTLE NOT ANY AT ALL...

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