I don't wanna

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The cab driver is drunk.

Or stoned.

Or is it just me

Is she gonna give me money

Is she using me for a cab

Will she make out with me

I look like a jelly donut

It was messy

I thought I was home alone

And I just want to fill

My bloated belly

Considering calling

One of them gross guys

A hard cock to tell me

I look sexxxy

It was all so perfect

Goosebumps and all

And I run off stoned

Cause I know I’ll try to make out with em

Or cry

Or both

My skirt so tight

Marks

Swollen hands

Big juicy veins

Pounding

Nervesous

Too drunk for this

Felt like such an idiot

Same dyke jean-vest

What the fuck!

am I doing

So glad I didn’t try

To make out with anyone

Actually

Saved us all a lot of embarrassment

Leftover pasta popping

Leftover drool

Cause I tried to make friends

Didn’t try to make out with said tried friends

Saved us a all a lot of embarrassment

Crying

But it’s just the fan

Puffed up with health pasta

“It’s very lovely”

Such a moron

What I must look like

I know what I look like

But I can’t help myself

I don’t wanna

I don’t wanna