Stupid fuck, stupid fuck, stupid, fuck. Stupid. Fuck.
How the hell did you fall for that. Twice. I know.
250 miles to not get kissed? I know.
250 miles to get fucked? I know!
250 miles to get what? I know!!
"A wise man puts his filings in a bin.
a foolish man poops gold plated license plates."
Said no one ever. Shut the fuck up. Jesus Christ.
Yes, invoking capital letters because I hate you that much.
If the galaxy was made of iron
and a person had enough supplies in tow
the nearest star would be
a trail hike several a many afternoon
tire kicking sometimes rock skipping
tits out shoes off back on
hand in pocket eyebrow adjusting
wedgie undoing phone checking
earring adjusted fingertipping stroll.
