comebacks to ur mom gay
ur dad lesbian
ur granny a tranny
ur grandpap a trap
ur mother ur brother
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bad poetry # 2
When our parents told us we were to young to love , they were right. now we are broken and unable.
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bad poetry.
you were like sharpie on my skin. you stayed for a while and faded with me not noticing.
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hi
hi welcome to my bad tumblr
which i’ll never share with irl friends because in this tumblr i’ll end up writing horrible poems i make up
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