FUCK IT ALL FUCK LIFE!!
ppl think i was born yesturday that i dont or didnt know what happens under my nose fuck everythingyea you kinda sliped that 1 night on his porch when you drunkenly grabed his hand in front of me stupid me i disnt think anything of it & i just findout now on your ventures after work with him holding his hand you talked about miss trust on my part but a few poems not from me are nothing compared to thati dont know what i did to you other then the poem thing for you to rip my heart out just another scare that will never mend well i am through fuck life good bye