Thursday, May 28, 2015

Oct 11, 2012

You don't give two shits about me
But then again, why should you?
I want to break all the windows of your parked car
While you sleep in the back with him

Your avoidance technique reminds me of playing minesweeper
I guess I appreciate that I never see your face 
But really I keep hoping to run into you 
I want your pity and I want you to fuck off
You make me wish I had a baaad cough


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