the start of the conversation, and you're yelling,
"where has your *** been,"
he gives you headaches, you're
addicted to aspirins.
but really what you're asking him,
is whether he was out with the boys relaxing —
he always says, "no, I was just running late"
you tell him straight,
"listen here boy, please stop feeding
me more lies,
_I'm fasting"_
Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 8:33 AM UTC
the start of the conversation, and you're yelling,
"where has your *** been,"
he gives you headaches, you're
addicted to aspirins.
but really what you're asking him,
is whether he was out with the boys relaxing —
he always says, "no, I was just running late"
you tell him straight,
"listen here boy, please stop feeding
me more lies,
_I'm fasting"_
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