I poured out my bitterness one night over dinner and it dripped all over my dessert The conversation went from sweet and sour but I lapped it up with a burp It turned lame and it became all about me and out fell a foul smell for all to see But happily they all sipped with a straw dipped in my ***** like a slurpee
I hate it when people talk trash about an other. You know there’s always someone saying the same things about you.
They sit Two feet away from me Spewing sh*t about friends I don't turn Staring at my computer In a slight fit of fear That my turn will be next I know plenty about them And they know me too But who's to say That even if I don't turn I won't be next They love to talk Vouching on that their word Won't be spread It will
they were talking about me in school today like i wasn’t there. they were talking about my sexuality as if it were a debate topic. they discuss my sexuality like i don’t cry myself to sleep thinking about it. i hate myself for who i am, and i hate myself even more for the way i hate myself for the things i can’t control. the gossip will continue. my sexuality will be a discussion for years to come. from myself and from people who don’t even know me who think they know me the kids that talked about me today did. they knew my sexuality even before i did.
do you even know me? think again. just because you heard some **** about me doesn't mean it's true but thank you for telling me what you heard now that's my definition of you your revenge is not the healthy kind if i were you, i'd stay the **** away from those manipulative minds i know i have my own issues, some i won't admit to but hearing all that like garbage being dumped like the ocean being polluted like the ozone filled with substances to dilute it
just breaks my heart. please stop.
i swear to god PLEASE STOP GOSSIPPING ABOUT OTHERS. IF YOU HAVE NO F*CKING IDEA ABOUT SOMEONE'S LIFE, STAY THE F*CK OUT OF IT