dont send me any more links im deleting my account FOR REAL THIS TIME
im done i dont need to be in any more of your ******* poems
ill pretend like i dont know you you pretend like i dont like it yeah wriggle like you do
hold your hands over your face cringe and pluck your ****** hairs grind your teeth and keep your fancy however many ******* hundered reads likes *******
its not just me NO ONE needs a stalker with a fountain pen an olympia typwriter or home row
get a job *** cause im not going to keep doing it like this cause im NOT going to keep seeing myself like i used to cause i REFUSE to suffer something like what youre giving me cause you stay there while i kick cans and cat **** waiting for you here
im done im throwing up my hands if my fingernails were longer i would mean it all just the same i would wave my hands on stilts ****** im done
but oh yeah i see you down there that ****** with the ******* dollar that kid with suspenders and a premature comb-over asking for an autograph i see you
but im ******* done here kid hullo ****** you can have this leg and you the other one take the other ill sign both but im really in a rush