The Continuous Notes
Personable People
Shitty foe that wants to be called friend,
You’re so damn put together. I question on how real you can be when your fake is flawed. You tell me to trust you but those lines fall so loose like an old door on rusted hinges. I’ll never know what to do with you but god help you if you cross me. So I’ll pretend we’re on the good and enjoying the lime light when honestly, I want you to get bent.
The reliable psychic
P.s. Those jeans do give you a muffin top.
You’re so damn put together. I question on how real you can be when your fake is flawed. You tell me to trust you but those lines fall so loose like an old door on rusted hinges. I’ll never know what to do with you but god help you if you cross me. So I’ll pretend we’re on the good and enjoying the lime light when honestly, I want you to get bent.
The reliable psychic
P.s. Those jeans do give you a muffin top.