i hate your laugh.

i hate it so very much so, that I grimace every time i hear it.

the little chuckles you let leave your lips, and loud giggles bursting their way out are like music in your car speakers at full volume, and they all make me sick to my stomach.

the taunts and quiet laughs, or the embarrassing snickers that fill a room with joy make your presence so enjoyable.

and i hate it.

your presence too.