I'm sorry, but you suck. you're sweet, you smile a lot, i know
you like me . . . but
then i remember you treating me like
"the pin girl"
saying you don't have time "for new friends."
maybe i'm angry because i can see you being unstable and confused.
always perfectly funny.
then i see myself being unstable and confused.
i remember that i can't just sit back like some
[blank]-year-olds and say, "damn, those kids!"
i'm still a part of this generation. but i feel like
shit around you. yeah, i feel like shit.
CATEGORY -- FUCK YOU!!!, 2004