theory
after theory
after damnedable theory.
just excuses to my flaws
reasons to not hate me
attempting to find reasons to take back words of anger and hate
resentment of an uncountable degree.
hiding behind masks of false collectivity
siding with one person just to hide the undying anger bubbling inside.
chew chew swallow
forget you ever ate my dignity
come back with an empty stomach
begging for more
craving a new story after story
more theories to not call me a whore.
in the end
statistics don't matter
just the amount of fuck ups that appear.
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