Do you remember the day I said I'd write you love songs?
well instead you're recieving this. So sit down, shut the
f**k up and listen, Curstin, here's your parting gift.
You're a lying, conniving, deceiving, slut, I should've
left my heart with Sam. Since you know you're gonna be
alone in the end, I cared enough to write this song, so
f**king listen again.
Finding my semen in you would be like playing wheres
waldo in a crowd of freddy kreugers.
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