Aaaagh, faaaack, dude, my shoulder hurts. D: When I bend it backwards, it screams at me to stop. I hope this doesn't act up again tomorrow or I will be SO PISSED OFF.
HAVE ANOTHER THING.
" And also this poem is just about me "
I hated how you were always so vague and played
with words without
calling home and asking mom
or getting them tested or looking
them up in books or Google
Like how you always eat
all the brown M&Ms first
or something
you didn't know what to do with them
and too many connecting
words
Also when you decided to " ********
the quotation marks "
" All so not sure what they're doing here "
But I'm not so sure " what " you were referring
to what you were referring
what referring to you were
warily furring the thing you're
And how I was so precisely polite
and garbled up my words like blahblah
and how I forget what else I wrote
and that other thing
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How Disturbing.
It's a Gaia Journal. You know the drill. Stuff you don't care about, written by someone you don't know. :0
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Hedjrebl
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In my next life,
I want to be me,
and meet you again.