I hate the fact that you taunt me about every little thing and laugh at me when I finally snap.
I also hate the fact that your feet smell, but yet you still find a way to push them in my face just to see me squirm.
Your morning breath is awful, and you made the worst eggs I think I've ever had.
I hate that you work way too much, and when we fight you make me feel two feet tall.
You push my buttons and I hate the fact that I let you get to me.
You're more stubborn than I am and that's more frustrating than I could ever say.
You don't like some of the music I listen to, but I listen to it just to spite you.
I might have told you that I liked your hair like that, but it was just a lie.
Okay, you might know more Italian than I do, but don't rub it in my face.
I hate that you drooled all over my pillow and just pressed it into my face when I woke you up.
I hate it when you make fun of me for being short, but I can't help it if you're a giant.
You make fun of me for my age and it makes me uncomfortable.

The sad thing is, I love the fact that you taunt me about every little thing.
I think you're funny, though gross, when you push your feet in my face.
For some reason I love your morning breath, even though I know I shouldn't.
I can deal with your eggs because you never messed them up again.
You really shouldn't work so much because I miss you, but we should work on the fights.
I want you to push my buttons, that's why I let you.
I'm glad I finally found someone who is worse than me when it comes to being stubborn, even if I'll pay for it later.
You secretly like Taylor Swift, don't lie to yourself!
Please never do your hair like that again, but it was cute that you were trying to be stylish.
I know German and you don't.
I washed my pillowcase and it came out, but it was still kind of adorable when you were in the process of drooling.
You like my height and would actually hate it if I were taller.
You've told me that I'm an acception to the rules when it comes to age.


Damn you.
I love you.

Aww