"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"