this is about no one in particular
just a dream i had to
you had a dream i wrote you a letter yeah i did
it was a poem that went something like this
i hope you get fucked with an aids dick
u fucked my boy he shares points with every street kid
so before i even made it someone answered my wish
what goes arounds comes around aint karma a bitch?
so add one more disease under your belt
get one more you might earn some street cred
id aim for warts but i think he had that to
fuck every squatter they might think your cool
its amazing how everyone who says your a sociopath and that your a whore and you toy
with guys heads u discredit and say there crazy or there a junkie, or some other excuse
its funny how at least 3 dozen people say the same thing oh but they are the crazy liars, theives, junkies, bi polars, schizophrenics, manic depressive cross dressers, your friends from the past
people that knew you from irc, your ex best friend, your ex long time boyfriend, yeah everyone else is crazy not you, you dont have the problem, i obviously have the problem and im also crazy for being angry of how badly you fucked me over the past 4 years
see previous post, if it doesnt ring a bell youre obviously lying or in denial
and dont even try to complain because i made two bad posts about you
because over the years when i did something minimal compared to what youve done to me you made some dramatic fuckin livejournal entry bashing me and alot of the times you used something minor i did so i wouldnt focus on something major you did, and then when i end it with you after you fucked me over for the last time you fuckin harrass me everyday msging me on myspace every fuckin day then that stops i think its over, no you harass my family calling them up crying boo hoo i made a mistake, yeah no shit 30 times though?, and harass my friends calling them up, so you have no nerve to complain over a couple posts but you probably will make some dramatic post like poor me the victim, pity me
you had a dream i wrote you a letter yeah i did
it was a poem that went something like this
i hope you get fucked with an aids dick
u fucked my boy he shares points with every street kid
so before i even made it someone answered my wish
what goes arounds comes around aint karma a bitch?
so add one more disease under your belt
get one more you might earn some street cred
id aim for warts but i think he had that to
fuck every squatter they might think your cool
its amazing how everyone who says your a sociopath and that your a whore and you toy
with guys heads u discredit and say there crazy or there a junkie, or some other excuse
its funny how at least 3 dozen people say the same thing oh but they are the crazy liars, theives, junkies, bi polars, schizophrenics, manic depressive cross dressers, your friends from the past
people that knew you from irc, your ex best friend, your ex long time boyfriend, yeah everyone else is crazy not you, you dont have the problem, i obviously have the problem and im also crazy for being angry of how badly you fucked me over the past 4 years
see previous post, if it doesnt ring a bell youre obviously lying or in denial
and dont even try to complain because i made two bad posts about you
because over the years when i did something minimal compared to what youve done to me you made some dramatic fuckin livejournal entry bashing me and alot of the times you used something minor i did so i wouldnt focus on something major you did, and then when i end it with you after you fucked me over for the last time you fuckin harrass me everyday msging me on myspace every fuckin day then that stops i think its over, no you harass my family calling them up crying boo hoo i made a mistake, yeah no shit 30 times though?, and harass my friends calling them up, so you have no nerve to complain over a couple posts but you probably will make some dramatic post like poor me the victim, pity me