Your nasty

by Jacqueline Rose   Jul 13, 2004


Your nasty,
you really are,
it's just all the things you do.

your nasty,
you and all those little sl*ts you chill with,
it just makes me sick.

your nasty,
i can't believe i was ever with you,
it all just grosses me out.

your nasty,
and you make me sick,
i can't stand to look at you anymore.

your nasty,
you really are,
but i still love you!

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