How doth thou wake with an aching need?
For femmes and games and **** loads of ****?
To he who dost appreciate the weight of a lass
As spindly and petite with one hell of an ***?
Dost thou think for a mo...
That the only love felt tis that of a ***
Thou wast the only one left in the bar
With an overdose of E and a fool hearty scar
Nay my dear boy as one could only believe
A fuckboi thou art, and a fuckboi thou'll be

"He loves me"
                     She tells herself
                                                 She smiles

"He loves drugs"
                     She tells herself
                                            A part of her dies

"He loves me, he said so"
                      She tells herself
                                            She smiles a little less

"He loves drugs,
he said that too"
                      She tells herself
                                            She stops smiling

"But he loves me"
                       She tells herself
                                                  ......
                                                   Unconvinced

Who needs a relationship when you can have
*SUSHI

Why am I here?
To get a job?
To have kids?
To get money?

What comes after that?
When my children leave home
When I retire
When money no longer matters

Do I just rot?
Did my life have any meaning?

I don't want to be like this.
And to be completely honest
Im scared

Scared of the future.