jag bröt ihop men kom tillbaka starkare än någonsin
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 that you're not around. And the fact that you didnt 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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