cheap fuck

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first of all... a liter of cheap wine

second a sore shoulder

third best friend hates your guts

and a third one does too

and wait it's all in your head

and you're not

'cept that the stranger rubbing your back

would please pretty please love to leave your

vacinity

but yes you're sitting cross eyed

as your lover

as your perfect lover

is off

loving

and i hate hate hate through the bottom 

and i have to squint to see what i wrote

and

fuck

you