Since when does
Someone's looks
And physical and ****** appearance
Matter?

As long as your nice,
Understanding,
Basically have a beautiful soul
Now that's,
That's what matters most.

Friendship is like ******* your pants.

Everyone can see it, but only you
can feel it's true warmth.

Thank you for being the **** in my pants.
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This is just a fun little challenge I wanted to do with everyone!
So lets see who has the most poetic humor!!

Know that,
If he were to ever hurt you
In anyway,
I will be there.

I will be there to hold you,
As you cry,
To bring you tubs of ice cream,
Studio ghibli movies,
*****,
And tissues.
To whisper to you
That he was an ******* anyways,
That you will always deserve better,
The best.

I will be there,
To mercilessly ****** him,
To slit his throat,
Let the blood flow out,
Let him experience your pain.

Just know that.

Okay so I was reading over poems and liking, re-posting, and leaving Comments.

Well I was reading one of my Favorite Poets on here Creep.
Her Poem Strength.

I read it, liked and commented....But my Comment was
I guess I'm weak...

And my after thought was What...the...****?!
I really just said I was weak because of a GUY!

Well I basically just a had a serious Mental slap.

I don't need a ******* man in my life!! and that's the truth! I'm a strong, beautiful, deserving young women!! Did I make a stupid choice and almost cost me my life? Yeah, I did and you know what I learned from it! and if you can't forgive me and actually see me for me then you know what?

******* *******!!!!! I DON'T NEED YOU IN MY LIFE!

The only person I need is me and me alone!
I have true friends that care about me and I have myself that cares about me!

SO you know what? whether you stay or leave I'm still gonna be there for ME because guess what?

You are just Temporary happiness and  me?

Well I'm Permanent happiness!
I can make or break myself

You WILL NOT Make or break me!

SO you know what it's your choice.

Because this girl is strong and doesn't need a man in her life.
I'm strong, independent, and I Will persevere with out You

Cause guess who's back?
That's right! My old *I don't give a **** what you have to say or think about me self

I hope you've finally found something that makes you happy.
Make me proud.
~Love,
Your past self

Jealousy, what a nasty thing. I was asked to describe it.
Jealousy is when another little girl takes your doll. It's the first time you have a crush, and you see another kiss him on the playground. It's when you look at the other girls and compare yourself. You simply cannot stand to be in your own skin. You want, no, need to be them, to be like them, to be with them.
Jealousy is when you're never quite good enough. There's always that smart kid that shows you up in class, always someone with better grades. When you were almost valedictorian, but someone else got it by one fourth of grade point.
It's when you fall in love and you watch them walk away. It's never enough. The summer before college and your high school sweet heart is going out of state for college, and so are you, but somewhere else. You never thought you could be jealous of place.
It's when you're with your friends and they don't listen to you talk, and they don't notice when you no longer talk. When you're the one alone on the side walk.
Jealousy is your heart, slowly turning dark as the happiness of other peoples' lives dance by, because for you, nothing was ever good enough. Not even yourself.