Starder2 (8:42:30 PM): i hate how u paste down my baby hair
Starder2 (8:42:58 PM): i hate that u make me go to sushi maki
Starder2 (8:43:10 PM): and eat a lot while im there
Starder2 (8:43:20 PM): i hate the way u sit in the park with me when im bored
Starder2 (8:43:30 PM): and push me on the swings u stupid little whore
Starder2 (8:43:56 PM): i hate the way u visit me in my new room
Starder2 (8:44:07 PM): i hate the way u defend me when others assume
Starder2 (8:44:34 PM): i hate how target was closed today
Starder2 (8:44:49 PM): and i hate that my birthday is in may (cuz we cant be twins)
Starder2 (8:45:24 PM): no nevermind nicole these are the best things ever...sorta this poem doesnt make sense
The best poem ever written by Tori! And here's mine to her!
I hate the way you always read my mind
And the fact that you know everything about me
How you always make me wake up and go out
And how you got me addicted to thai iced tea
I hate the way you always help out
And the fact that you always call
And we go to the same exact school
And how we always go to the mall
Most of all I hate when we dress like chongas and go out
And the fact that you will always be there without a doubt.
No Tori Whori, in fact these are my favorite things of all!