February 2012
23 posts
F U C K Y O U
You need to get this right.
Your stinking fucking opinions don’t matter to me and you will never fucking get to me.
I repeat N-E-V-E-R
Oh no,it's starting all over again.
I fucking hate fucking pretentious people.
Seriously,go fuck yourself.
Don’t come preaching about fucking shit to me while you’re in a fucking state of mind.
Stop fucking pretending ‘cause everyone knows your fucking lie.
Stop fucking exaggerating ‘cause we know you’re fucking dramatic.
Stop trying to fucking intimidate us ‘cause you fucking suck at it....
January 2012
47 posts
Dear not-so Stranger,
I need to know your name.
I’ve been seeing you around almost every single week for about 8 months now.
And I still don’t know your name.
You’re shrouded in an air of mystery.
And did I mention that I need to know your name?
Because I really need to know your name.
