I breathe in
I let go,
The world turns
and I am still
Everything is happening
and I am here.
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I breathe in
I let go,
The world turns
and I am still
Everything is happening
and I am here.
The marshalls and the terrys,
They think they know poetry.
They sing it out of their mouths
Or arseholes, same thing.
They pick a line out of a book and say
'This is so cute!'
Selfie, song lyric,
Now it's poetry.
Before it was:
Black Ops 2
Orange juice
Time on my hands
Chill with the clan
Now it's:
Try to make plans
"I'm too busy man"
Wishing I had someone to talk to
That someone used to be you.
Matt, 26.
Looking for a nice girl;
Tall and busty,
Preferably unconscious.
I love the night
I don't like people
That's why I like house parties
It's late and I'm drunk
I can't lie to you
But ask me how I feel.
I'll look you straight in the eyes,
and say,
"I'm fine".
If I ever call you:
I want to know how you're doing.
Or
I'm not okay.
Pick up the phone.
Roses are red,
Violet's are blue,
I'm going to die
and so are you.
I'm gonna beat my meat
I'm gonna smoke some weed,
Hop on the bed and
Skeet skeet skeet
SING ALONG!
I'm gonna beat my meat
and smoke some weed,
Hop on the bed and
Skeet skeet skeet
C'MON!
I'm gonna yeet that meat
and smoke some weed,
Hop on the bed and
Skeet skeet skeet
LET'S GO!
I'm gonna yeet that meat
and smoke some weed,
Hop on the bed and
Skeet weep sleep
I hate when people ask me if I want to fuck them...
But only when I don't want to fuck them.