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i miss you
when you were a freshman in high school
and i was too
sitting behind you in a classroom
and at 2
youd get up and i would get up with you
and i was so desperate to
grab onto you and pull

i know that you would hate me
if i would be honest enough
and actually honestly
i might prefer it to love
if you dont wanna gently
wet the roof of my mouth
i wouldnt mind if you
spit on my face at all

i liked you
an ignorant freshman in high school
and i was too
stupid to consider talking to you
the same way that you would
talk to me after school
i was fifteen
times stupider than you

the juxtaposition of your
unwashed hair
and your filthy mouth
and your dark blank stare
with your shiny new iphone
and your macbook air
makes me wanna throw up
and youll never care

theres something cute
about being a freshman in high school
and masturbating
while thinking about someone
who hates you
and salivating whenever he walks
into the room
and fucking praying he’ll tell you
how bad he wants to rape you

and never knowing exactly the way
that he feels
and savoring the flavor of his fresh
scarred heels
and the money that it’s worth
cos of his nicotine withdrawals
and doing all of his homework
in exchange for being acknowledged

i miss you
when you were a freshman in high school
and i was too
sitting behind you in a classroom
and at 2
youd get up and i would get up with you
and i was so desperate to
grab onto you


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