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i'm trying to write but i keep getting sidetracked i really like him and i think he has a nice laugh and i'll drink his bathwater, and i think he's hotter and i'd hit it like bing crosby hit his daughter i stalk him on the internet, he probably thinks i'm jessi slaughter even my father says to find anather, i mean another so i'll ask my mother and maybe she will smother me in blink-182 and i don't like stealing lines but this one is kinda true; i tell em that i love em but i never really do and i can't find a good way to say "i love you" so "fuck you" and your stupid tattoos you used to like girls but you only like shoes i hate the world and i love your shampoo and your soap and deodorant all over my pillow you make my day, i whip my hair, i think i'm willow i like you like samanthan likes nutella crepes you think it's funny when you joke about rape we'll see if it's funny in the back of my escape that's a ford, you're a whore and i'll catch it on tape tell the police, i'll just tell em it's fake tell your mommy on her coffee break i sit around, picking at a coffee cake wait for you to text me, starin at the macbook i'm kinda cute and i swear i'm not a bad cook i'd hold your hand if you took me out, we made plans but you shook me out and you made me think that i'm bad looking now you're walking on my swag and i'm undercooked now instead of raw like i used to be and if you're using me i can use a bat on you and when you wear that hat, stussy, i'll put the cat on you tit-for-tat on you but i don't have tits so you don't look at me in your castles and crooks tee, i say hi but you only stare crookedly fuck |