2008/11/20 | Shakespeare
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Lord,,here we go 。

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut ur hair。

I hate the way you drive my car

I hate when you stare。

I hate your big damn combat boots,and the way you read my mind。

I hate you so much that makes sick。

It even makes me run。

I hate it,i hate it you were always right。

I hate it when you lie。

I hated when you make me laugh。

even more it makes me cry。

I hate it when you are n't around and you didn't call。

and the most hate is i don't hate you 。

not even close ,not even a little bit。

not even a little 。

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