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STALE CAKE
you tell me that every picture someone wants to forget has a person in it I hold a birthday card that says nice things that no one feels for me anymore It hurts more that it’s my birthday I was so fucking young! (angry) I was so fucking adored! (angry) I’ll just pretend to be stupid so people like me again One of my friends who pees in people’s mouths for money Is now getting paid to sit on cakes If my nose was smaller and upturned maybe it would be cool to drool on your chest when I sleep and cute when I forget to turn off the stove Do you think if I get my Ph.D. I’ll still want to be prettier You say “she’s a libra” and it parts your lips like an oyster, like a slut I’m not like other girls I’m willing to mutilate myself! |