
I should’ve never swiped right.
Guess you were dragged up from the dregs of societies gutter. Low down where the super-sized rats roam through the shit you spew from your brittle lips.
‘You’re just a puppet show.
A little boy that often sits alone and cries.’ – Mariah Carey
The catalyst for your disruption was that I woke up.
I saw the bits of matted flea covered fur you left around me. I noticed the putrid smell of your shitty words and the horrific sight of your existence.
Go perform like the clown you know best.
Go play dress up and hide the overplayed mess.
Go mimic better men and tell yourself you’re amazing. Self-affirm some nonsense to take attention away from the fact that you’re less than nothing.
A stain in a basement of an abandoned, derelict house. No one truly cares about you.
‘Who’s gonna love you when it all falls down? Who’s gonna love you when your bankroll runs out? Who’s gonna care when the novelty is over?’ – Mariah Carey
‘Not I,’ said Unique
‘Not I,’ said Unique
‘Not I,’ said Unique