now it’s a goddamn party 
Just for you, Fawn heart, bullet aimed directly at your skull. stupid boy cry all you want, when 
You’re asleep they have to wake you up
To sing happy birthday
& you’d really rather be anywhere but here

weird girl, dirty, fake boy, fuck you failure
whore, psycho 
Undeserving of your mother’s womb 
You never wanted to be buried there
like all the times he was inside of you 

& now you're less than nothing & you're alone

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