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Totes kidding on that boats and hoes poem 
Anywhore, we know the sex is too good to stay away from each other so let's keep pouring salt into these gapping wounds and see if it really is as purifying as they say it is. 
You make me feel like shit makes sense 
Like I could actually pull the leg bone out of the operation guy without it making that horrible noise 
But you're that horrible noise that wakes me up and brings me back to the real world 
But my world with you isn't real
But sometimes it's too real to fathom 
And some days you're the fairy tale 
And some days you're the ghost story 
And some days I'm the haunted house that just wants to lived in and you creep in through my broken windows and your translucent figure makes me feel less empty
But some times you're exactly what makes me feel empty 
But other days you're the house and I'm just looking to take shelter from life's bullshit 
But some days you make life smell like bullshit 
But I grew up on a farm so that kinda reminds me that the crops are gonna be good and I should stick around until the smell goes away and the food is amazing. 
And In saying that it means I eat up the bullshit you feed me 
But then I'm full of something and at least I'm not hollow like I was before 
But then I guess that makes me full of shit because I lie to everyone when they ask me if ive been with you 
But I guess I haven't really "been" with you because I really just stopped by to tuck you in 
But when I stopped to tuck you in what I really wanted to do was pull your skinny fucking arms around me and fall asleep to the way you breath when you're unconscious 
But sometimes you make me want to beat you until you're unconscious 
And other days you're the reason I wake up in the morning 
And those mornings when I get to lay in bed and watch you sleep as I light my cigarette and contemplate life are usually the ones that turn into days of us yelling at each other 
But if we don't yell then is it really love?
Because loves always been a battle for me and if I win does that mean I get you?
Cause if not I'll fight to lose because that surely has to mean that I'll have you right? 
And won't it boost your ego to know that you won? 
I should really want to be with someone who lets me win 
But then where's the fun in that? 
What I'm trying to say is you're an ass hat that matches every outfit I own and well....you don't just get rid of hats that look really good on you.