"I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf while jacking off listening
to Mozart. You bitch and moan about LA, wishing you were in the rain reading
Hemingway. You don't eat meat and you drive electrical cars, you're so indie rock it's almost an art. you need SPF45 just to stay alive.
ur so gay and you don't even like boys.
no you don't even like, no you don't even like, no you don't even like boys. you're so sad, u should buy a happy meal. you're so skinny you should really supersize the deal. secretly you're so amused that nobody understands you. I'm so mean cause I can't get you out of your head. I'm so angry cause you'd rather myspace instead. I can't believe I fell in love with some one that wears more make up than..you walk around like you're oh so debonair. you pull them down and there's really nothing there. I wish that you would
just be real with me.
ur so gay and you don't even like boys. no you don't even like, no you don't even like, no you don't even like...penis"
