you have something to say to me?
come say it to my face.
shit talking gets you nowhere,
but let me put you in your place.
to you im an emo-punk,
and i need to go out more.
that i need to get in trouble,
but what the fuck for?
so im a bitch because i dont like,
all the same shit you do?
i sense the anger in your tone,
and the hate you always spew.
im not like other people,
like the guys you always hoed.
who let you borrow money?
when your piece of shit got towed.
you think you live a good life,
just boning different hoes.
while i was taking trips to Spain,
your mom still washed your clothes.
hate me all you want,
im just another emo-punk.
but dont think that ive forgotten,
that time you called your ex's house drunk.
im nothing like you or your friends,
i told you from the start.
my morals and my conscience,
are what pull us both apart.
you're more successful than me?
your just on an ego binge.
go read a book once in awhile,
because your english makes me cringe.
you still got shit to say?
like how much my life sucks?
remember who was there,
when no one gave two fucks.
i usually try to not write about a specific person in my posts, but fuck it. im tired of this piece of shit asshole talking shit to me like he's some kind of celebrity. I fucking hate how everyone i know has this live fast, die young philosophy all the while they life sad, pathetic, unaccomplished lives. what the fuck is so great about that? im doing more shit now than most adults do in their whole lives. im enjoying life at my own pace and the way i want to live. there is no way im going down the same path everyone else is. say what you want, but in the end, im happier than you will ever fucking be.
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