Cracks in the pavement
You soil everything you touch
nothing you do is right
you ruin friendships
lives
I want you to stop
I wish I hadn't told Libby
I wish she never called your dad
I wish I never met you.
I don't like you.
I don't think I ever have
Or ever will.
Prick.
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