A wrote a poem to my muse
Now is the winter of my discontent
And carrying many heavy burdens now
Which the world has thrown at me for me to bear
I wish a helping hand take this load of me
Yourself approached in the rainy dim night
Gave me all the love I never pictured
And helping with the many things I carried
Made me a better man, able now to carry on.
I love you, always will, canvas bags, you're my life.
>>9495023
>picture of woman
Into le trash
What does a girls shit taste like
>>9495075
Like a man's shit, but sometimes also tastes like copper
>>9495075
ask pynchon
>>9495023
God I hate fat people so much
>>9495023
>I wish a helping hand take this load of me
Is this about handy-j's.
>>9495075
like lack of self-respect
>>9495023
It's ok OP, I too would like to make Ariel Winter my fuckpig.
>>9495023
>I love you, always will, canvas bags, you're my life.
what
>>9495023
NON NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKER WRITING SHITTY POETRY EN ANGLAIS LOOOOOL
>>9495023
>Now is the winter of my discontent
stopped reading