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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 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.

skola imo ;/ nou more sommarlov :(

8.8.08

KRÄFTIS !

fubbe: va e dedä ?

limps: int vet ja , Int e ja nå allmenbildad menska !?

fubbe : men va e d ?

limps: nå ett torn ?

fubbe: ai de likna härifrån en slips !;o

limppahajosijelsejodärtohonslut.

limps : dnhä burken e snart kännis ... .... alltså full ! ;)

nahnahanhahanhhhaah ‹ 3

fubbe tsigar me glasögona mot solen..fast d int vaa solfömörkelse
mom: heregud man ska int titta på solen me dom dä om d int e solförmörkelse man skadar öga!
fubbe: suure..
..tsigar på datan
fubbe : ooouu de blurrarrr ! :o
if u don't get it don't even try to 'cause it's inside :>

sönda --> freda !

klippte pannlugg (;

torres did it !