You want what you want, you take what you can.
A no commitment convenience is what I am;
an infectious creep is what you are,
a complicating condition that consists of contusions and brain racking confusion.
You warrant my contempt for continuously leaving me so terribly discontent.
You should be incarcerated for your demented depravity and for putting me in such an unconventional,
but most certainly certifiable, state of insanity.
Shame on you, no cookie.
To Hell In Handbaskets
· Tue Sep 07, 2010 @ 10:23pm · 0 Comments