you know,
the thing that bothered me the most
about her is how she
thought she was some
great
god-damned writer.
not a poet
(that's even worst...)
but some talented
lyrical genius.
my gut was off
when I was with her.
I should of known
better than to mix
with another fucking gemini.
they fuck with your mind,
man.
I tell myself,
that game-playing bitch
that whore
that cunt
that bitch.
yes,
rejection
is the bitch.
and being on the receiving end is
certainly
no fun at all.
not one single bit
at all.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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