TO WIN A MILLION DOLLARS |
for the sky to collapse. |
To become a goat. |
This damned headache to go away. |
Someone to say that they still love me as much as i do to them. |
my friends |
love to come between us |
I dunno. What are YOU wating for? |
You to give me all your money! |
You to stop asking me questions. |
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SCRATHING MY BALLS |
staring, blinking, "oh." |
Goating. |
Feeling sorry for myself. |
crying |
in the internet |
waiting..waiting..waiting |
God knows. |
Staring at you until you do. |
Thinking of where to run away from you. |
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MY BALLS WILL BLEED |
Well I guess I will continue my next toffee. |
I will be goat. |
I will summon Hephaestus to split open my skull. And then I'll have an Athena to follow me around everywhere. Joy. |
i will still cry |
i'll stay at home |
i will suffer |
What if what doesn't happen? |
I'll take it from you anyways. |
I'll slap you. |
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