i refuse to go to sad places. that's all i can do.
i hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair
i hate the way you drive me crazy i hate it when you know
i hate the way you read my mind
i hate you so much it makes me sick
and even makes me run
i hate the way i stay quiet
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 the way i don't hate you
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all
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