
Monday the 17th of July, 1995
stop fucking with me
why must the world be so cruel....
i don’t know
but i’m coming after
my enemies with a
vengeance
stop fucking with me
friends come and go
some forget you
some fuck with you
he won’t leave me alone
the bitch taunts me
talks about me
he won’t go away
always one step behind me
looking over my shoulder
fucking with me
one day i will get the nerve
the stamina to tell him
stop fucking with me
Posted by rtkenmore at 08:26 PM on the 17th of July, 1995.
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