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Friday, 17 May 2024

May 17th till unknown

I hate this.
I hate every second I'm awake feeling like my heart is getting ripped out of my chest over and over again. I hate how numb I'm getting... Only functioningbas half a person, as you're the other half of me.
I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you don't let me drive your car I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb boot's, 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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