oh my, you've got it all wrong,
dear. i wasn't complimenting you,
i think you got it wrong because
your head held too high and your
ego's too strong, so you walked
off thinking that you were james bond.
so let's stop thinking too fondly
of ourselves, because i was
merely being nice and you were
merely being blonde. i guess
you weren't that wrong. my dear,
we've got nothing in common.
YOU ARE READING
TRASHY.
Poesíaof monsters and( rants, love, disgust, quotes, lyrics, infatuation, humor [not really i'm boring], poetry )men.
