I want to throw things at you
Big heavy fucking things
Or may little slimey things
Because perhaps that would annoy you more.
I want to push you over in a puddle
When you're wearing your favourite shirt
Or see a bird shit on your forehead
Just to see your facial expression.
I want to make an irritating fart noise
Whenever you open your mouth to speak
Or subscribe you to at least 12 gay porn magazines
Except maybe you'd like that one.
I want to tell you that you're poison
Because after everything that's happened
The only person that doesn't know
Is You.
About Me
- Squeaky Unclean
- I am a lot of things but hate to sound pretentious so the basic facts would be that I'm a student with silly hair i like to dye silly colours out of boredom, an addiction to chinese food and a need for friends who enjoy a laugh as much as i do. I tend to try and appear to be a slightly better, happier person than i really am.
1 comment:
it is always harder when they dont realise what they have done... i have one who has no idea what he did, but one day i will make him know.
men are cunts at times... women are no better mind. cats are the way forward.
loved the poemy thing- it would make a good song by rilo kiley ;)
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