Mea Culpa to My Subscribers
Updating my site With some poetry last night From angsty times of yore Neglected to uncheck Subscriber notices, heck Now everyone thinks I’m a chore TLDR: tech can boost As long as it’s used Not for emo cyber war
The “Prose Over Bros” series by VP Anderson is by (and for) the past, present, and future brokenhearted.
Updating my site With some poetry last night From angsty times of yore Neglected to uncheck Subscriber notices, heck Now everyone thinks I’m a chore TLDR: tech can boost As long as it’s used Not for emo cyber war
X I like your mustache. I tolerate your music. Everything else…meh.
IX You stole my records. I want Blue Oyster Cult back. You can keep Bieber.
VIII No, YOU don’t get it. I am breaking up with YOU. I call dibs on first.
VII You can’t stay with me. I totally respect that. I’ll leave, in your car.
VI #IHateYou. @YouAreTheWorstEver. Spell it out, moron.
V Tell me you’re sorry. I won’t believe you mean it. One lie, for the road.
IV Your friends are losers. Halo isn’t a career. You’ll all die alone.
III Your mom hated me. That’s what you told me, liar. She’ll hate this one more.
II You smell like cabbage. Your socks are always filthy. “Style choice,” my ass. Jerk.
I I really hate you. But not as much as Glenn Beck. I guess that’s something.
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