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I Hate You

I hate how you used to talk when I was watching TV.

I hate the way you’d laugh when you thought something was funny.

I hate how you’d pretend to laugh at my jokes, even though I could tell the difference.

I hate how you’d use up all the hot water and left me to take cold showers.

I hate how you’d never let me go out with my friends.

I hate that you used my toothbrush.

I hate that stupid dog you got.

I hate the way you drove.

I hate how you’d always complain about how hard your day was. I work too.

I hate how you walked on my carpet with your shoes on.

I hate how you’d always interrupt me when I was talking.

I hate your parents.

I hate that scrunchy look your eyes got when you smiled.

I hate the way you left me alone.

I hate how you’re happy and don’t even think of me.

 

But mostly, I hate the fact that I could never hate you at all.

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May 1, 2010
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