December 9th, 2005
I hate boys. A lot.
HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND!
Fuck.
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?: I've been to Ithaca a lot this year
Me: yeah?
?: my girlfriend goes to college there
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BURN!!! Complete and utter BURN! Ayyyyye HATE BOYS!
Ani DiFranco Think I'm going for a walk now I feel a little unsteady I don't want nobody to follow me 'Cept maybe you I could make you happy you know If you weren't already I could do a lot of things And I do Tell you the truth I prefer The worst of you Too bad you had to have a better half She's not really my type But I think you two are forever And I hate to say it but You're perfect together So fuck you And your untouchable face And fuck you For existing in the first place And who am I That I should be vying for your touch And who am I Bet you can't even tell me that much Two-thirty in the morning And my gas tank will be empty soon Neon sign on the horizon Rubbing elbows with the moon A safe haven of sleepless Where the deep fryer's always on Radio is counting down The top 20 country songs And out on the porch the fly strip is Waving like a flag in the wind Y'know, I don't look forward To seeing you again soon You'll look like a photograph of yourself Taken from far far away And I won't know what to do And I won't know what to say Except fuck you... I see you and i'm so perplexed What was I thinking What will I think of next Where can I hide In the back room there's a lamp That hangs over the pool table And when the fan is on it swings Gently side to side There's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing I see orion and say nothing The only thing I can think of saying is fuck you... |
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