Fuck them, they're all fucking liars! Every fucking word that comes out of their mouths are lies. Stupid ass liars, I seriously fucking want to kill all of these bitches right now. Her stupid ass dad gives her 100 fucking dollars for her birthday! All her bitch ass has to do is whine a little and she gets whatever she fucking wants! OK Misty, calm down. You don't want to get your stupid ass put in a mental hospital again for something as stupid as their asses right? Just do your singing thing... ugh... I hate when I get mad, cause then I start singing and then people stare at me and I get even madder cause I hate that too. I have extreme stage fright...
This is like my go to song whenever I'm mad, sad, or scared and I just start singing it without noticing... It's weird...
thanks for letting me rant again, laters I guess...
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❣ I'm Sorry I'm Not What You Wanted ❣
Aléatoiremy personal poem book, with random life shit mixed in...