i dont know if im going to be able to work this into a song. im probably just going to have to leave this one as a poem. "pityfool" her lulling voice drips down my spine like sopor sinks into my pores "now honey you will be just fine this pain will pass, will run its course" i hope that im the only troll who ever hears her speak this soft who feels that warmth grow in my soul when in her palms im held aloft but like a cup that overflows her pity swells and cascades down it washes over all she knows im left to wish that i could drown #poetry #palepining
nahhh u shudda kept this in the fkn drafts innit, this proper cheeks ((uv ((mfaooo fk off wit tht 😂
did you literally make an account on here and search my name so you could heckle me before doing a single other thing? you missed me that badly? its only been two nights since you were over.
nah not even babes i made an account cos i hopped out the coon on some mad ting, some divine fkn arch-jester wit more bunda than you to((d me mid daymare i had to come vio((ate some onion-headed gob((in chatting wass on the net 😂 u get it yeah? it was some spiritua(( ting innit 😂 mans had two nites of proper mad harshwhimsy n now i can’t even pattern a third without gettin dragged back to ur c((apped ((i(( se((f <3<
so you had a divine revelation telling you that i had gone too long without hearing you expel the contents of your acid tract onto anything that approaches sentimentality. though i guess i should take it as romantic that you think hating me is divinely ordained.
givin you wet wi((((ies is some divine ordainment ((eave ya front door open or mans hoppin thru ya window on a mad ting, tre f((ip n a(((( that you hear me ?