Wednesday, 5 August 2015

Geesh, Youth Today, Your so Olive Oil.




I’ve looked at your tumblr like 300 times.
I always feel like I have no time
But I have loads
Loads and loads
I don’t have friends
But hear my name called a lot
I don’t trust a single cunt
It’s dated to act all vague and blunt
“Like seriously”, “but no”, “I cant even”
Oh please go die from all that white snow

The longer you store a gag, the staler it becomes
Like loaf, or oat cake – gluten free MOFO
Interest in wearing one colour
Seems to be v in vogue
Basic alliteration
For basic bitch babes
From leatherhead and Brighton
Home done dip-dye
The fumes eroding they’re
- commonplace bearded boyfriend
And high street chain jobs –
And dreams of living in Shoreditch
Next to the boy from that…

£100 pound tattoos
Quotes
From movies
“Like”
Independent, and dead pan – lives so awful
They get pissed, and fuck and sodomised at festivals.
Summers of pretending at free love
 And never knowing rich enough people to achieve, the ultimate goal
 Free drugs.

EDM is not a way of life
And that short you made
No one cared
You. irrelevant.
And uninteresting
And as remarkable as the Cadburys Freddo I now regret eating.
Manufacturalble.


You probs want to be kale, but you’re so olive oil.

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