I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you take my friends
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumbs 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 are 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 are not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate that I don't hate you,
not even closs
not even a little bit
not even at all..
Dagbogsindlægget Gud hvor jeg hader dig.. Not..
er publiceret 05/11-2006 13:03
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