i used to be in love with the pastor’s son
but not so much anymore
i might still love his brother in law
but that’s not for sure.
who knows anymore.
(todd thinks i still love him,
BUT FUCK YOU TODD.)
steve is for bea
that’s why i couldn’t make him remember me.
the way i was.
doug e. is for rosey.
the son and the lawyer were still for me
but they couldn’t figure out a way to get me.
or answer a fucking instagram message!?
aaron d.
literally
hasn’t reached out to me
i think he’s pretty!
but NO.
see–
i went off the chat
and broke it off with my old man
to try to figure out ALL my old men.
and they never came over
the way they should have.
so i couldn’t help but wonder
what was up with that?
like literally i look the same age
as i did back then.
hotter even–
and i’m half famous.
the kardashians know who i am!
and who’s more famous than them?
so they didn’t want me back then
why not now?
what’s a girl gotta do to have a hot guy call her?
like literally no one pursues me.
it’s not a lie.
i’m like “hey guys!
i’m single! come ask me out”
and it’s
CRICKETS.
but maybe it’s cuz all their wives
make them ugly and fat
and i know they hate
that i know ALL about that.
(i stalk a lot)
so who knows what i am supposed to do with this
it’s not a beautiful poem or even that funny–
it’s just to let alexander skarsgård know THAT
i’m NOT attached to any of my old life or men
for real for real
i’d even move to sweden.
i do still want to be president.
so i’m trying to clear all the karma between me and them,
so i can move forward,
cutting chains.
erasing remains.
leftover from the days
i was a waitress.
and a FAST kid.
and they were more powerful than i was.
i know they still love me.
but this earth is upside down
and backwards as fucks.
so lets flip it now megan fox.
and put ourselves where we were supposed to be all along.
FULL ON FUCKING rulers of the galaxy.
you see i used to run away
like just get hurt and run the fuck away.
so i never dealt with any of it.
and now because of that,
i can’t have anything good around me
so i had to heal the fuck out of it.
to maybe one day have a life with someone real.
right now i’m alone
doing this weird shit where i blog
poetry style truths into the stratosphere
so that maybe someone out there
will hear.
and come get me.
