Over itA Poem by chris+y
You must understand
we do it cause you suck. You won't make it the way that we are, and because we care we know you suck and we do something about it. Everything you touch turns to dust, because you suck. You suck the life from the living. Yeah bunnies are cute, until you don't feed them and they become skeletons. Chinchillas are an Australian mans best friend until it hasn't had water for two months. Cute dogs are amazing until you don't train them and they're made of piss. You can't take care of yourself, so, why should you be allowed to take care of something defenseless? Trust me, EVERYONE is excited for the day you fail at college, so we can say, told you so. But you won't. You'll find someone who is thriving to suck the life out of, to take care of you. We won't get our satisfaction until you're 55 and your looks are long past gone and the chipmunks have left your voice to be replaced by the raspy desperation of someone with no other options. And if you keep it up, we won't help you then. So stop. Just stop. © 2013 chris+yAuthor's Note
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Added on May 14, 2013 Last Updated on May 14, 2013 |