the day i saw you for who you really are was a bad day but you saw what i was made of too i removed my mask, drank from the flask and with my fairy friends off i flew anger at myself for being so stupid as to take you at face value, proves i am not real i attacked your enthusiasm at fucking me with WAY too much zeal and im laughing on new years, i'm not passed out but when you look at me i can see your doubt throw me out of the room, and i land on my ass i look back just in time to catch the look of revulsion fast so i can act sophisticated, but when you look back you'll laugh at me as i continue to imitate a blind man. see? im falling away into hell, why can't i stop?? youre boring me, im snoring, see, im the cream of the crop faggot, faggot, i can take being called but i see you are now lifeless and even i am appalled i told the story about my head that i shaved and now i have no hair now when i take off my mask i can honestly say theres nothing there
Reason for writing:
true story....lets just say that someone i thought was wasn't
Birth sign: Aries
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