

what to call this........I am all your imperfections and sad excuses.what to call this........
I am all your lost luggage and humble beginnings.
I am the angel sitting on your shoulder that you brushed off.
I am your inner wallflower.
I am your escape.
I am your bad hair day.
I am your impulse reaction and transgression.
I am your beauty and your beast.
I am your center forward.
I am your anger management.
I am your sacrifice.
I am your Passover.
I am what you lost at church camp.
I am your release.
I am your late-night partying and Sunday morning hangover.
I am your disease.
I am
Ghost

We're All GuiltyWe dress it all up We think we can butcher and slaughter and shame our beautiful language Send it off to the glue factory Where we smear it all over our notebook paper shields and dab glitter Where our words should be And we sink our savings in the sands of sparkles And get caught up in it’s shine Because gold and silver are play toys Child’s things And the words are forgotten Genuinely, gradually forgotten… We slap a brutal band-aid over our nonsensical thoughts And we call it okay We make the words as fake as the meanings they blare Atop a towering marvel &nWe're All Guilty
hahaha we so stupid
"Are we flirting?"
"Pinky promise?" "Okay...FUCK THAT HURT!!!"
hahahaha wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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idiots are just people who can't control their stupidity.
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idiots are just people who can't control their stupidity.
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