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By RainbowChaser Date: 2003 Feb 17 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.17.11.07.12409]] |
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You're disgusting and desperate and your appearance makes me ill it's so hypocritical of me to criticize your weight especially when i'm a recovering bulimic/anorexic/overeater But, I can hold it against you that you have no willpower he says I have no willpower, yet he talks to you-who from the looks of things has less willpower than I You don't realize how desperate you are and how defeated you are to me, you resemble a munchkin, in stature, in width, and in breast size stay away from the man i love more than anything i've put up with all his shit in the world and you have no leg to stand on you are ugly looking at you makes me want to throw up for you i've never been jealous, but for some reason you're ugly ass angers me are you so stupid that you don't realize that he loves me with his whole heart the only reason he's even talking to you is because all of his other friends have left him like i should have done stick to men who are more your type you are the doughboy type, not the surfer boy type pretty people should stick with others of their kind and oil and water don't mix...get out while you still can i'm so much better than you, it's not even funny grow up, put down the phone, and walk away with what dignity you can afford this is an ode to the fat bitch who can't take a hint don't try to spread lies on me, so that he'll walk away from me i can guarantee you that if i gave him an ultimatum...me or you i have no doubts who he'd choose and cutting my window in my car, was very mature the simple fact is: i'm better than you my sorority, my appearance, my personality, my heart, and the fact that he loves me so step off, bitch, before you get hurt...i play to win here's another juicy tidbit...he broke his convenant with god for me he may have kissed you, but all the while he was holding me he can't let me go, no matter how hard he tries his veins still bleed with love for me he wants a whole package...not ground round another thing: if he wanted you so badly...then why did he call me when he thought i was upset who is the one he comes to, talks to, cooks for not you i am a part of his past, present, and future you are a fallback quit frantically calling him, if he doesn't call you back take it as a sign he's sleeping on my couch, in my apartment, near me he can't get enough of me he goes to church with me your an im buddy...get over it... sorry to be so rude, so blunt but you can't take a hint which is why i had to write this poem to you i don't even know why i let you waste my time...i have the prize...you're not even in the running |