

Kindergarten BruisesKindergarten Bruises They still hurt, but they were always on the inside for me I placed your on the outside, gaining your fear, maybe still to this day? This day you're clouded in weed. Reckless abandon. Still I remember fifth grade you, in love with me? Maybe? Cause that's what she told me, everyone told.Kindergarten Bruises
Did I lead you to this? My 'predestined' love of bad boys. I think I've changed. Shy artsy types attract me like magnets. I'm sorry for making you dance to a tune, a now out of date tune.


YourfriendisstilladickLiar, let him be a liar Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar? Him. But he didn't know. He's trying, he's getting better. Excuses, excuses.Yourfriendisstilladick
Excuse me, if I don't want you near me if it means he is. So let the mascara run all the way down to your chin,
I'm not coming. Maybe Cobra Starship said it best You're a Hot Mess.
Maybe it's not your fault, but close enough. Cause it's his. Call me bitter, but all I can taste is lemon and lime, but it isn't in Sprite.


Love in brown eyesIt started in Art class, you in the next room I could spy you through the window, trust me I spied My eighth grade heart leaping for you, my smile wide and my friends' catcalls I didn't even know your name for awhile, but when I did I memorized it Mike Mike Mike Mike I screamed 'I love you' across the room so loud they were silent My eyes followed your every step My ninth grade heart mourned for you, your graduation, still I screamed my I love yous in slight whispers, I'm sure you knew What you didn't know was the thrills it gave me brushing you in the halls.Love in brown eyes
My tenth grade heart ye


Is it shallowIs it shallow that I admire your red hair? Like your straight nose? Adore those blues eyes with blond lash framing? Look up to your height? I try to count each freckles on you fair cheek, becuase I like those light imperfections that seems like perfection to me. Your voice makes me sit at attention, ready for your command. Everything you are I'm not. So it's shallow to merely stare?Is it shallow
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Suwa-Kun: UWAH! Someone save me from my imagination! (Bitter Virgin)
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
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Don't follow the crowd be unique be you!
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Yeah. That is a gun in my pants. But that doesn't mean I'm not happy to see you...
-Wade Wilson AKA Deadpool
I do have to say you have some pretty spiffy writing.
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