I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you ruffles my hair.
I hate the way you game so much.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your dumb dorky smiles, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick - it even makes me rhyme.
I hate your thick sticky saliva.
I hate it when you make me laugh, 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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