I wrote this in November of 2002. As I mentioned in my previous post, November was a chaotic month and I can’t remember who I wrote this about. Haha. Obviously I was angry at this dude. Maybe he ghosted me? Who knows?

I know you didn’t mean to
But you’ve made me so blue
With you nonchalant ways
To you I was just a fucking waste
So tonight I’ll leave
Why does this always happen to me?
Ending up with jerks like you
Maybe one day I’ll get a damn clue
And stop fucking around
with you fucking clowns
Amen 🙏
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It’s like that sometimes.
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Yep 😬
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Relatable 🙄😂
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Yeah. It is. Lol.
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100% with this! Thanks for this poem, I sadly identify with this!
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Yeah. It’s sad that so many women identify with this poem. 😪
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