I am just going to write a poem - I can't complain anymore right now.
Oh gay house - you are cold in my area.
I got to work where blood on the walls was left by no one.
It's raining, I'm pouring
Out from my vagina.
I wish someone would love me, leave me alone
And hold me.
When I say go away - love me.
None of this is authentic and I feel like I will be fat and alone forever.
And not the kind of fat that anyone likes.
Self-confidence you allude but Rage
you are my best friend.
The boat is turning slowly while I spit out the window at your gay, lazy, young husband.
Today - bitterness reigns supreme.
Not like the pizza but like the bad dream.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME????? It is SO HARD TO BE NICE TO MYSELF when I fantasize about shitting out a window onto my roommate. The only thing that stopped me was realizing I would probably fall OUT. Okay - this too shall pass. Bye Blueb.
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Love finds me here
Can you bring pizza?
Oh my God that is an amazing haiku. Genius.
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