I am the poet to save the world, to romanticize the past, change the present, and dream about the future.
While I start here, the beginning seems visible, bright, near.
Too near for some, but I can taste it, the metallic blood on my tongue.
So I will speak.


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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

WAIT WAIT, DO TELL ME.

A few things.

1)
I will win. You can play the gender card all you want, but I am going to win. I will be prom queen. Because if you can play the gender card after having harbored a homosexual in your home (claiming it as cool points, later), and flirting with other girls consistently, you deserve to lose. And lose to me. I'm going to win because I am conceited enough to think that people like me better, and know that they do. And if you really wanted to make this a popularity contest, that's just what the fuck it'll be.
Also, just hearing what you'll say to me afterward. Priceless. I can't wait to hear the cliche bullshit you try to tell yourself, and your friends.


2)
I GOT ON THE PROCTORED TEST LIST.
I WILL GRADUATE, I WILL.

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