وَهَج

l hate the way you talk to me and the way you out your hair l hete the way you drive my car l hate it when you stare l hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind l hate you so much it makes me sick it even makes me rhymes l hate the way you're always right thate when you lie l hate it when you make me laugh even worse when you make me cry l hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call but mostly l hate the way l don't hate you not even close not even a little bit not even at all

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ضوجه

-It is painful to walk next to the wall, avoiding problems; The wall itself falls on you.

Louis Ferdinand