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Love It Burns Sometimes

Ever see two sappy pricks in the a park holding hands no fucking clue there on the verge of sugar coated insanity that twisted mind fuck known as love. Yeah you ignore all the warnings of sanity screw it im in love! You just cant get enough of each other you fuck like two rabbits and it's perfect but thats never good enough the way it is. Oh fuck no cause then after you sample ya gotta commit and unlike suicide there isnt a happy ending. Then one of you starts to wonder hey ya think are they cheating? Well if they are tahn im sure as hell going to! Like two kids you have to out do the other. Hey I fucked your sister! Yeah well I fucked your brother and your retarded cousin. Yeah now it makes sense why he's been so dam happy. Love is the poisen that fucks up the pie children like it or not it is. It's like the sober prick at the party who usedto be fun till he found Jesus or some other superhero and wants to tell you how better his life is now. When all truth the guy wants to crack you over the head steal your beer but his head between a pair of big tit's and say fuck being sober lets drink till we hit the floor. Yeah sure you may think Im a prick and that love is everything thjat makes this marble roll. Yeah and if thats so Santa Claus is coming to town and he's bringin Elvis and Tupac and there gonna have gangbang with Lady Ga Ga While Scooby Doo films it. Love does exist of course. Sure I see the old farts who been togather for so long they dont even have to tell each other how much they dislike the other. Love is a moment nothing more. And like red wine in the hand of some old lush you just pray it doesnt get spilled on the carpet cause it's hell to get out. But for the young and horney out there enjoy the fun that happens befor that std kicks in cause kids sometimes love hurts and really fuckin burns.
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