your facial expressions tell me what you’re thinking:
there will be no doubt that karma will be forced upon me
for duping you and those closest to you;
i rejected the notion of us, but kept the lie and facade
alive so that i could continue fucking the fuck out of you.
i’m afraid my thousand dollar outfit doesn’t
disguise the rottenness that rests within me.
i deserve every repugnant and cynical
action you’re gonna take against me.
little did i realize,
that you were really actually going to
fuck the fuck out of me: