Is it such a crime

To wish to be remembered

Only
For

Drinking

peach
juice



Constantly?

What I am.







A filthy mess

Ugly
Rude
Aries
Transgender
Acne and anxiety
RIDDEN
accident
PRONE
.
W!!!O!!!R!!!T!!!H!!!L!!!E!!!S!!!SS!!!


­
SPECIAL SKILLS:
jumping a rope 3 times
Forgetting my pills
Mispelilng wrods






What I am not


(THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I AM)





Clean (NOT !!! ADDICTED !!!)
handsome
Kind hearted
Libra
NATURAL !!! BORN !!! MALE !!!
MENTALLY STABLE
SPELING BEE CHAMPEEON
MUSCULAR
LADYKILLER
POPULARGOODLOOKINGBEAUTIFULLOVEDLOV­EDLOVEDIAMNOTLOVEDBYMYMYSELF,PEERS,ORFAMILY.


SPECIAL ******* SKILLS

GETTING MYSELF BEAT UP EX.) BEINGSELFDISTRUCTIVE//NOTLEAVINGMYABUSIVEFUCKINGRELATIONSHIP//NOTKEEPINGMYFUCKINGMOUTHSHUT
CONSTANTLY TRYING TO **** MYSELF WHEN IM AFRAID OF DYING
EATING LIKE A ******* PIG

DEAR GOD, DO I EAT. I EAT///EAT///EAT///
IM A FAT PIG-***** WHO CANT EVEN WRAP HIS FINGERS AROUND HIS ANKLES OR SEE HIS BONES, HIS VINES OF IVORY SHIMMERING IN THE MOONLIGHT, NOT BEING ABLE TO STRUM MY DELICATE RIBS LIKE A HARP
I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///I///WANT///TO///BE///SKINNY///

but oh well i guess.

   j

This is a poem

My first, actually.
Well, not the first one EVER;
But my first that you've seen.

I /would/promise, that for you; I'll make it a great one

But that would be lying.

The words are running out of my body like a nose bleed,
And my fingers are ready to write;

But I'm still finishing the introduction, so
It feels a lot more like
A
Nosebleed
That came
At a
Sleep
Over;

Awkward,
And unexpected.

         j

Hi, hello, I'm here.
My name is Lucas-Jasper, but you can call me Jas. (pronounced J-***) Never call me LJ. That's weird.
I'm an Aries, and I'm dumb.

Sometimes I'll write about wth is going on, or I'll write poetry, or nothing at all.
Idk man.

(Feel free to message me whenever *** I'm always on the search for interweb friends)

- Jas