Saturday, 13 August 2011
06:42:40 AM (GMT)
to kupika girls,
you're great for a laugh,
i'll give you that, but don't expect my time.
you drive me so effing crazy, that every night i sit and pray you'll lose all your
fingers to type, and disappear to become an incredibly depressing mime.
you say you cut your wrists?
well is it your habit of supposed bleeding that seems to be cutting off the lungs
that would normally be feeding your 12 year old brain to give you a bit of sense?
my, my, you sure are pretty dense.
what are you here for, i want to inquire everytime i see your "SadSceneGirl98" face.
it must be your perpetual desire to have all the lights shining on you that leads you
to pollute the once pretty great place.
razorblades are bought in a school supply store, and certainly aren't meant to
represent your anguishing soul, you annoying wh- ..girl.
but it's funny because we all know you'd faint at the pain of a papercut, so could
you kindly just SHUT THE HECK UP.
..or at least take it to a private message. k.. thanks.
can i get a beatnik snap?
-snappity snap snap-
it's 1:37am in the morning, but i was bored and i wanted to make satire on
misunderstood teen poetry. it's just for kicks, guys, which is why i wrote it in that
casual style, and threw to the wind syllable count and flow.