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Laly, 20. I'm forever a child looking out my window at the night sky / Thinking one day I'll touch the world with bare hands / Even if it burns.
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But obviously, I struck your fancy, so, you see, it worked.

10 Things I Hate About You (1999) dir. Gil Junger

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get to know me meme [5/?] favorite movies: 10 things i hate about you 

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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“Just ‘cause you’re beautiful, that doesn’t mean that you can treat people like they don’t matter.”

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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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I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

kingswealseys

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 it, 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. // 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

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favorite characters: kat stratford 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 it, 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.

kateautsen

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 it, 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.

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