Dude, this ******* person keeps sending me death threats.
They’re saying that I’m ugly as ****, and my music is ****,
And that I should just kill myself.
Is it my dress or shoes?
Is it the makeup or my skin?
What can I change for
What would you I in?
Or
Is it something can’t
Whatever it
so obsessed
What did I even to them?
just my own
don’t know why that them off so much.
the way I know
who am?
Is my
That makes you small and dim?
Nothing will stop you,
What do?
in your old
be yourself
I could’ve fit the mold made
And took done
Still, I could make
you?
it for
No
even look like profile’s a cartoon.
You too.
it it matter.
You’re not
There are you.
tell if this is bot,
a 10-year-old mom’s
the way you
spew
Your lukewarm in
Is that way
own
Project pain
be alive.
stop
It doesn’t
I do.
never age.
You’ll be hating yourself too.
could’ve fit mold you made
And what through.
I could love
Who even you?
in it you?
What even
Your profile’s a cartoon.
****
it when I’m
doesn’t
You’re
just
When I out crying,
In another reality.
could’ve loved myself.
I been
But here I am
All of words my veins
it kills me.
General.
Who even are
in
clue.
you
profile’s a cartoon.
too.
say it when angered,
But it matter.
hundreds like you.