| I am at my cousin's house for my grandma's birthday.
Then Kenz' for the PARTY.
mmhmm.
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| 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;
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.
<<I can't sleep.>>
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| hello.
i am sick of xanga.
Myspace baby.
All the way.
Not much to say.
<<Life is not a breeze, storms will knock you over when you least expect it.>>
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| i guess i will update.
i can't wait for summer.
thats all.
oh, and i got my hair cut.
it rocks. |
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