(4 days ago) 12 notes
Of course now it suits you,
Of course now that you hurt,
You want to come back
To what once was,
But that’s the past
And you expect everything to be okay again.
Back like it was again.
Now, isn’t that sweet.
Once you realized my,
Poetry is far
Better off without you,
About roses and
My newly found companionships,
Much better than your’s was to me.
You want to come
And make me angry
And if you want me angry,
Than angry you will receive.
No more rhymes and riddles for you, my dear.
Only as many synonyms that will prove my point
And make my anger seethe
To a stutter that then
Can be left to your imagination.
And to rattle off just a few:
My loathing is content as a raging sea
That batted me like an hateful wrench,
Into an epiphany of petulance
That further more grants me
The ability to become angry
And impatient with your dying
And your source of annoyance
Created in me
A sense of anxiety
About the next time you were to
For I knew my words will not be as kind
And foreboding as they were before.
Because your insults were enough to
Cause hatred in my poetry.
Your annoying line of
"You don’t understand."
Makes me think that I just might.
Because, I just wasn’t good enough for you,
I didn’t offer what you needed,
And, therefore, you found no use for me.
Threw me away like an old
Newspaper you found lying on the floor.
And now, you come back to me?
But, of course.
It suits you, doesn’t it?
Because now there is no one
To hurt like you did me.
And, now you see
I am much better without you
In my poetry.
But still you come back to me.
Like old seventh grade poetry,
About who likes who,
And who might like me.
A out-of-tune symphony
Of the many things you did to hurt me.
And so now, my dear.
That you want to come back to me,
I have decided that my new motto is
Keep your friends close,
But your enemies,
So don’t be too much of a push-over
Because I finally decided
I’m much better off without you.
Because other words,
I may just strike you,
With more than the words in my poetry.
Remember it’s you
Who came back to me.
To the boy who lived
after a while i became convinced that the words were mocking me
I WAS PROMISED A BATTLE
*throws down gauntlet*
Edit: Went back. This is the best thing to happen to my dashboard ever.
Reblogging again because my followers need to see this. To be clear, rebog, go to your actual blog, then click the picture.
THIS IS AMAZING
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That’s a lot of notes. Let’s all date each other. Everyone get into groups of two.
Let’s do the math then.
with 841,518 reblogs that would be 420,279 couples.
The number is just going up
And it always will
it hit a million
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this game was banned in my school because people would just play it over and over again in the library
motherfuckin thank you
this would be really fucking cool if my arrow keys would fucking work.
THIS IS PERFECT
whoever reblogs this by the 4th of April will have their url written on tape and stuck throughout various parts of the world!
My mum and dad are going to scotland, ireland, england, america, egypt and france and they are taking all that i write down with them so your url could be anywhere!
writing down all urls in 1 hour so get reblogging!
It’s going until the 4th. My brother is going so he can take more!
Haha guysss! I’m still doing all no matter how many!
24 hours left!
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