n. the exquisite pain of wanting the affection of someone you know you can never have.
segunda-feira, outubro 15
[disgusting] Poem for that jenny-ass you adore.
I got over
you rotten phony swan
Amongst jealousy and sadness
and fury
I just dissipated all the shit
with indifference and coldness
[though bitter, fury tastes real good if you need it]
By all means
you're the brilliant one
while I am the fucked-up magic
who have got to stand
faithful
day after day
Pretending nothing never ever happened
even when I feel the party dummy
I sort of hate the unknown law wich says
"You must be pretty and funny and clever" - couldn't you disobey that rubbish?
Everything I'm not
Happy thoughts - I'm lying
Why did you come and steal my fortress by cracking jokes
and laughing out loud
instead of just
fucking die?
Oh, Miss so-and-so
I just reckoned - I'm quite okay.
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