I hate the way you talk to me , and the way you cut your hair ,
I hate the way you drive my car , and even 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 my rhyme.
I hate the way youre always right ,i hate it when you lie ,
I hate it when you make me laugh , even when you make me cry .
I hate it when your not around , and the fact you never called ,
But mostly i hate the way i dont hate you , not even close , not even a little bit , not even at all!
jueves, 7 de agosto de 2008
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Alguien me dijo...Odiar a alguien es darle demasiada importancia....y del amor al odio solo hay un paso, lindas frases(las del post claro)...*"
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