stop texting me, you're making me sick

i'm literally disgusted
with the whole gender.
you're all so fucking perverted
you make me want to become lesbian
too bad i can't change my preference.
for some unknown reason,
i love male attention.
but not the kind that's abundant.
dirty pictures
and pathetic redundance
news flash:
NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR DICK.
the only thing it gets you
is a reputation that you're SICK.
i don't even want to hear how you want me.
because it's not important in this life
how hard you can fuck shit
won't get you a wife.
it's irrelevant really
because intelligence is required,
a connection is vital
and still, she won't swallow.
so... maybe ya'll need a blog.
or type your nasty bullshit
to some dirty slob.
because if you want to ever get a girl with class.
you certainly won't find it
by texting things about my ass.

© LL