I'm gonna kill my dad, he made me go to sleep, and now I'm mad, my uncle and my bikini goes to the vet, and I know it's a gruesome crash, and I love the kid, and I love the big red.

She should just kill herself.

How is that whole class silent bro, I would be just fucking pissed at myself, I would be hysterical Like if this was my class, probably like 29 out of 30 people would be laughing their ass off and I'm in some nerdy ass class So I don't understand this, like how is no one laughing?

like i understand haha she's emo or her poem her weird ass poem is about death and i don't know i don't know i don't know but like that's that's enough bro like what does she even do like people are calling her a fat ass emo bitch like what the bro what does she do she's just doing she's just this is the reason why people are scared to say their feelings and write poems and like it's like this is why people have stage fright stuff like that like

Cause tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing.

I fell in love with an emo girl.

She a baddie, she know she a ten. She a baddie with her baddie friends.