i 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 it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
i hate it,
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 it when 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.
good movie, really it was.
dvd hunting time.
may.
