Posted by: rokugatsu on: June 16, 2009
teenage angst?
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 [...]
Posted by: rokugatsu on: June 13, 2009
I like my imaginary version of you more than I actually like you.