horror short film

Told me I’m going to ruin it with someone who loves me one day Asked for space but I’ll always end up staring into the solar system of your eyes Missed the comet he made about me for I’m in your sheets again

Womanizer, wait… that’s not quite right you're a TOURIST wait, aren't you a taurus? aren't we supposed to be astrologically perfect? not with your chorus of women behind you TECH WEEK DIDN'T GO SO WELL DID IT? tried to side bitch me I'll sit in the cuck chair and tell you to take it from the top Sit down Christopher Columbus fetishizing women who speak another tongue in the back of your car TRY THAT AGAIN BUT WITH MORE PASSION! Heated I left your friend’s boat instead IT WAS

SPOTTED THE POET AT THE APARTMENT...ONCE AGAIN does she do this for new material or for validation? went to see your friend pretending you aren't my fiend the girl from the other night left a sticky note with her number on the kitchen counter found her socials comparison is a thief of joy doesn't matter if I'm the most beautiful blue you've ever seen you'll always choose green now i'll disappear like Casper until you like me again hid like a little kid in the bathroom when yo

what's new scooby doo where are you? hey girl your location is off... ran out of the house like a scooby doo episode scrambling out of your friend's bedroom like Velma trying to find her glasses why would I think you'd touch damaged goods anyways? I'm no Daphne! go fuck your type while I lay pipe with your roommate thought I was your subtype guess I was just the electrolytes for your ego

the light always turns yellow at the apartment the dog days were over until I met you trying to side bitch me when your friend would move mountains for me Thought I was all better when I used your friend as a bandaid I'd rather you call me disgusting then send me mixed traffic signals almost t boned his friend due to the yellow FLASHING lights claiming I'm a heretic of sexuality acted like a brat who's favorite toy got taken away bad person written all over the mirror when I

call me the worst gay in America you were in the room next door with another girl as I took shots off your roommate's lips She pictured women and the pretty boy to get through it! drunk from the melancholy of your torment guess you weren't my tourniquet they just want to run train followed the yellow brick road into his bed choo choo hoping I wouldn't hear you inside her across the hall her book is the only thing on his shelf! did you make eye contact with my book as you went

and then they were roommates it's been a little minute since we've sonneted ladies and gentlemen please silence your cell phones and lower your expectations for the poet she'll always follow the white rabbit including several scenes of public embarrassment and MEDIOCRE men she's not his type! don't want me to summon the dreq on you bewitch you like my ancestors wanting to experience me without seeing my brain may the ray of sun slaughter you he's not her type!