Fcuk your fcuking shiiiit
Honestly;
F*ck your "I'm sorry".
F*ck your remorse,
F*ck your stories.
F*ck your use of force.
F*ck your attitude,
F*ck everything you endorse.
F*ck your request for food.
F*ck your tone of voice.
F*ck your stupid car.
F*ck your drink of choice.
F*ck your guitar.
F*ck anything that'd make you rejoice.
F*ck your anger issues.
F*ck your screamo sh*t.
F*ck your fake tears and sniffles.
F*ck every single job you lost or quit.
F*ck you for everything you did;
Every single bruise you left.
F*ck your F*cking sh*t,
I'm done being bereft.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2025
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