November 11, 2015
I'm wondering how dumb a person can be; you're so stupid
Numb skull
Fuck hole
Scrub brush
Muck sucker
MOTHER FUCKER
Can't stick around because your idiocy is rubbing off on me
I'll make you a chocolate milk and pbj and then you can hit the road (hit the bong if you want, I don't care anymore)
I feel gross being a part of this shit, my house being a harbor for your drunken day afters
Me bringing you back to health for class on Monday
Me keeping to myself but you spreading yourself around
Toxic and unhealthy, you're gonna be the death of me (if I don't get my hands on myself first)
Fuck you and your scum friends you'll end up in a ditch together (you fucking drive drunk, are you kidding?)
COMMON SENSE ISNT A VIRTUE, ITS A FUCKING SURVIVAL TOOL
This week I'm dusting you.

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PoesíaTales of friendships gone stale and words from a teenager with borderline personality disorder.