"I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair, 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 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 hate you - not even close, not even little bit, not any at all."