don't touch them,
don't comment them,
treat them as lepers...
that's what
they deserve...
and "don't deserve"
this reaction...
        don't touch them,
don't comment them,
   no...
they're worse than
the soviets...
they're not armed with
nuclear weapons....
         ******* snowflake
soccer mo-fos...
          you know
what i think of when
someone brings up
snowflakes... eh?
edward scissorhands
and the ice dance...
but of
the current "strip-tease"
worth of debacle...
this isn't
an ice dance...
   this is
          stepford wives:
glue glued to the "tube"...
pretending
to master...
a ******* handshake!
    seeing snow fall
in the night,
under a street-lamp...
        all the "things"
associated with why,
i will never "deserve"
having a woman...
the internet comment section...
if this is how it's
supposed to be...
i don't want to punch a cat...
and punching a woman
is out of the question...
but at least
a cat i can deal with...
no leash, no muzzle...
with a woman...
ah... ****...
the ring, the memory lane
of anniversaries?
cna you just guillotine
my **** off right now?
along with the testicles?
       falling snow,
in the depth of night...
right next to a cemetery...
no woman can equal that...
to allow herself equal stature
of said experience...
with a subsidiary of a date.
truly...
we're done...
patty m: notre dame is burning;
we have finished
our conversation...
        i even forget to become
offensive...
i much prefer to riddle myself
with visiting the graves
of my gread-grandparents...
because...
this isn't working...
and it was never supposed
to have, worked.