Some days, when you push me, I want to bite down hard until
Blood.
Trickles.
Down.
My.
Mouth.
Don't touch me and tell me it's natural.
-You might be my friend, but I can still tell you to f*ck off
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Some days, when you push me, I want to bite down hard until
Blood.
Trickles.
Down.
My.
Mouth.
Don't touch me and tell me it's natural.
-You might be my friend, but I can still tell you to f*ck off
