Monday, March 30, 2009

My Friend Hater.

I think you should change your name. Because you’re not a hater, more like an opinionated, OBJECTIVE, guest on my blog that is welcome to post whenever you would like.

Sure, I don’t know your sex, age, or name… but to be perfectly honest I don’t care. With regret I must admit that I am no journalistic genius so I take great compliment to the fact that you chose MY blog to comment on, even if it wasn’t random at all. I'd like to think it is… but hey, if we know each other in RL and you choose to be anonymous for un-obvious (sp?) reasons, who am I to judge?

Well, except of course if you DO get mean… then well, I’ll just be a biotch.

Apparently I am good at that?

(Technically a rhetorical question, don’t answer that)

Now, in honor of our welcome guest Cameron (Hater: this is the name I would like to bless you with… androgynous, yet closely resembling mine) I will leave you all with the immortal words of ….

HILLARY DUFF???

Yup…Hillary Duff...and just 'cause I feel like quoting Miss Sassy Pants Duff.

Don't spit on me and shame yourself
Because you wish you were someone else
You look so clean but you spread your dirt
As if you think that words don't hurt
You build up walls no one can climb
The things you do should be a crime
You're the queen of superficiality
Keep your lies out of my reality
And when you're nice it's just a pose
You're one of those

Chorus:
Haters
Traitors to the human race
Haters
What a drag, what a waste
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters
Haters

Spinning a web that's hard to see
Of envy, greed, and jealousy
Feelin' angry but you don't know why
Why don't you look me in the eye?
You want my friends, you want my clothes
You're one of those

Chorus
Haters
Haters
Different life forms, different species
Broken promises and treaties
Talkin' 'bout exterminating
Not the haters, Just the hating

You say your boyfriend's sweet and kind
But you still got your eyes on mine
Your best friends got her eyes on yours
It all goes on behind closed doors
And when you're nice it's just a pose
You're one of those

Chorus
Haters
Later for the alibies
Haters
Any shape, any size
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters
Traitors
Haters
Haters
Haters
Haters
Haters

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