Yet Another Failure

If there’s one thing I’m sure of

He said

It’s that you’ll get your happy ending

Please stop lying to me

She said

And being so fucking condescending

Bloodbath

I didn’t ask for your opinion

In fact you’ve got a cheek

Now kindly piss off

You supercilious toff

Or I’ll knock you into next week

Know-It-All

What
doesn’t
kill me
might
make
me
stronger

But
it
also
makes
me
sick

So
shove
your
aphorisms
up
your
arse

You
condescending
prick

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