These short poems are made out to the guys who i fell for, they flirted back, and then brutally ripped my heart of and threw it into a paper shredder. They then proceeded to take a mallet, squish it, and then put it into the oven at 350 degrees. But here I am, living my best life, getting drunk (emotionally of course), and writing stories about the guys who destroyed me. (unfortunately i was only emotionally destroyed...) I hope you enjoy!