i hate briefs

i hate having an itch you just can't reach

and i hate feet

i hate kissing a boy with smelly breath

and i hate me

i hate that monday morning feeling

and i hate briefs

i hate guys in makeup

and i hate liars

i hate having a heart so big that sometimes i get lost in silly things

and i hate having a whole in my heart

i hate lipsinkers

and i hate stereotypes

i hate cutting my finger on the custard tin

and i hate gin

i love laying in bed with my stuffed bears

and i love snuggles

i love jar tarts

and i love pie

i love waking up to the one you love

and i love him

i love listening to Adele, having a wee weep

and i love being a prat

i love singing in the shower so loud i get omplaints from the neighbours

and i love sweets

i love daydreaming in the sunshine 

and i love jacks

i love getting in the mood by running my hand through someones hair

and i love that being done to me

i miss my gran who bought me candy

and i miss having sandy feet

i miss feeling part of somebody's life

and i miss the rebel days

i miss sneaking around early hours for a front door snog

and i miss movie nights with the girls

i miss Suzie

and i miss Lulu too

i miss living in the Mediterranean

and i miss you

i miss my friends back home

and i miss me

i miss sleepless nights due to things i couldn't possibly tell

and i miss rumours 

i want to feel safe and sound

and i want to get wankered

i want to feel accepted for who i am

and i want you out of my head

i want a new leather jacket

and i want some new DM's too

i want to be an icon

and i want to kill

i want to buy some cigarettes

and some booze

i want to have bright blue eyes

and i want a nose job

i want to go to bed soon

and i still want you