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 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.
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Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Eu conheço bem este sentimento! Já agora, eu gosto de ti migo!! E mesmo desaparecido eu penso em ti ;) e é por isso que os amigos ficam quando o resto desaparece...
I know i don´t hate you, but i know you hate me.
It´s just the way things go.
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