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Sep 18, 2007 00:54

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 ( Read more... )

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shesceltic September 19 2007, 03:03:39 UTC
yep.

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xxsingmetosleep September 19 2007, 06:23:37 UTC
good movie and good poetry

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