Tuesday, March 31, 2015

POEM.

Asked for my money
Got a reply
SURE THAT'S FINE
Was the reply
WHAT I WAS SO FUCKING STRESSED OUT AND THAT'S IT????
Ughhhhhhhh.

Fucking fuck - can I have my power and brains back now?

Thanks bye.
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