just tell me about all of them. all of the ones you fvcked up and left. tell me.
and then keep telling me that you're going to leave me. and leave.
then tell me to cry and miss you when you leave while you go to have "raging sex"
with all of the chicks in thailand. right.
just keep talking.
like that poem i made up? it's an impromptu by yours truly. and its all based on
my head, and everything he's said.
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Nyahhh but my life is a bit too boringggg.
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