And I felt him 12/20/99 - for those 4 fucking boys – I felt him for 2 years. Now I don’t think of him, I look at him & vomit, How could I have love that monster???? I loved him like, A ripe peach. I loved him like, The best orgasm. I loved him like, The colour purple. Now he’s just broken candy, on the bottom of my purse. I’ve had wave after wave, of bad boys, now I’m on my fourth, he’s a fucking ocean, I don’t understand him. And I hate ‘em all I hate 'em like, Lima beans, I hate ‘em like, A nazi, I hate him like, I hate them all.
Reason for writing:
boys suck!!!! girls are better!!!
Birth sign: Cancer
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