I hate that about her. Hate how she parades around town with other men. Hate how she knows what to wear to turn me on, and how I can smell her in this house. It’s aggravating, to say the least. I hate this bitch with everything inside me, but even I can’t deny that I want her. That’s what makes this so much worse. That I can’t get enough of her.
You don't hate her my guy.
