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Chapter 90 - (song)"Men are gross"

Dont they realise im getting grossed out

when i'm already so gross in and out,

with a simple melody i think i can start like this, hrumhrum.

I am the reference, the referee for the public defences,

the weird dude smoking at the window observing you

with the most suspect of the suspecting glance,

behind curtains, letting light accentuate his shade to intimidate by design.

A fucked up scary mind you will never overstand, can't stand or stand over.

The lawyer or hero your can't afford on your team

not by lack of money but good credits or references,

too much fake story and experiences,

dont fall in front of me i can see the acting, 3rd eyed,

tenshinhan never blinking with no sunglasses,

i have nothing to fear as you are not the sun mutt,

no need to open your mouth you're naturally muted in my compagny,

i will hunt you down to your last cell with or without Piccolo and Van helsing,

you dont have the balls so no one to answer your wish.

There's no masquerading, no conspiring no regenerating from that,

neither your curriculum vitae or your life sign inspire confidence,

always disconnected nearly deceded, practicaly cheesed and diseased,

feeling dead on the inside and deceived by outside

you ask a refund for your failing connexion to the divine

to your mom when she told you your life complained about your wife

as it called your parents home and spent the whole day nagging in both their damn hearing aids and i already blocked your phone number.

You call her when it's time to pay the price of your comeuppance,

you took too much and feel lost, you'd rather complain than try your chance

or try to change and keep being the same waste of air and space

you've always aimed to be when they first asked you

what you wanted to be and said aerospace,

now that you're grown and fit perfectly well in the plot of this role,

you could say all is well tilled, all end well,

it sound to me like the best take on a own grown homegrown personnal hell.

And i dont kinkshame butt fiends or butt buddy but..

Its just that i dont like ponys, or phonies,

need people with way more than one trick,

im more of a goonies fighting so hard that urge to start gooning

by starting adventuring, anything to keep lust from activating,

i certainly dont want to have anything to do even around you you sick fucks,

disgusting bastards with multiple fluids,shit, in and of multiple people,

maybe multiple group age, some parading out half naked

in a latex outfit absolutly not fit for the public with their kiddy eyes

and people still proud and asking to be treated like normal or candy eyes.

Dont they realise im getting grossed out when i'm already so gross in and out,

so i'll tell you frankly mainly dont come at me.

You are not a real dog so i kick if you smell or look too funny.

You too hairy, stay out of my place,

i like animals but its too much responsibility,

dont say im just a mammal or ill just leave with my newfound humanity,

the ability to light a fire and climb highter

listening to bloody blood hound gang talking about channel dyscovery

for the occasion with a certain kind of smile scarred forever on my face,

the one you have,

the superior taking care of his inferior when teaching them

how to sell themselves all over again.

Even plain simplicity bother me, no animosity here,

too different from me i can't comprehend, way too real,

a bit too savage to stand on a stage to play pretend with children.

I would never invite strangers neither,

in their presence im always out of my self or out of my mind,

i burn grass and talk crass,worse,

i'm the worst i do it with vocabulary and ponctuate with insult i use period,

i read, no need for picture book or audio diction, i never used a dictionnary,

even not moving im never stationary,

i dont know how but never waste my time,im always muscling up,

im contracting my ass cheeks everytime you open your lips

and you really think its a nervous tic.

Dont they realise im getting grossed out when i'm already so gross in and out.

i'll tell you frankly mainly dont come at me.

I want you to come to my room where i feel safe

but it's a mess and i still have some personnal shit i wanna keep to myself.

I dont bother to hide so feel free, i have no doctorate

but beware of catching feelings your heart can't process everytime,

they always leave me something behind like a panty a jewel,

a shamefull samourai scar, left right on your back,

upfront im sure it's so i have something to remember them by.

Handsome,smart, i'm cute and tender, i'm sweet, i'm the cake,

tutti nutty,cheese creamy,spicy fruitty-punchy as hell,

i have strong taste and it tell, blessed by the grace,

glazed with cold but colorfull,courageous try and never regret

i melt on the tongue like vanilla ice when it came out,

but ill never fade out of taste, im always asked for a second one,

i dont even have time to perempt the last one get sold in a day, i am the bounty bay.

I even have to shave when i can, i dont like all the scratchy,and that part of my face,

it remind me too much of goblins or a fuckface,so i stay fresh every two days,

with me you dont have to remember daddy and mommy anyway,

i will busy your spirit, quench mind thrist

and let me cook for you and your body's hunger,

intellectual couch lover, lets bake together,

dont worry im always happy to help you nightly with our couple therapy,

ill leave you like a baby staring at me,

stary eyed contemplating me seriously cause i'm the only one

knowing how to do the serious talking,

dont infantalise them or they become stupid.

Dont they realise im getting grossed out when i'm already so gross in and out,

so i'll tell you frankly mainly dont come at me.

Im one of those adhd type who think all funky,

always background music and multiple dialogues up there,

two pseudo singers, piercing voices from different country telling me ill never be more than a shit,i need brainwashing session to shut them down,

i only ask please let me simply be, i often forget who i am but i will still forever hate dysney.

Even if i like her, i never ring the school bell, id never choose a beast or a dead beat to sing with, on, or to be with, since i didnt wait to hear the song to know what really love is and its always moving and alive in my head.

Even lonely as fuck, if i dont like your face id never be able to kiss your ass, id rather get done in by a fake girl with a cute face and a slim booty my good lass.

Only half shy, half dominant, im a loving lesbian,

we do what we can in our birth body, still no onlyfan,

only maybe a lonely fan on the side when i'm hot,

maybe one day on a sidewalk, sidetalk appart,

maybe someone will fall for me before i fall appart,

take a seat and stay stuck in a flat, with me, for a duo or a symphonie who knows,

nowadays im happy i can still find it in me to feel great and lucky to live in these time.

Dont they realise im getting grossed out when i'm already so gross in and out,

so i'll tell you frankly mainly dont come at me.

Notification, this Could as well be my dating app bio of the first monday

of the first month of the year but i dont remember it after all the others,

and two hundrer fifty five character are nowhere near enough letter to describe myself,

but way too much to disrespect your character,

i use tinder to play match and make pair, i dodge moms and dogs mom i dont care,

i chase the pixel of the one like i got in like a month or more,

that may or may not be a bot or just not here anymore to match with them,

then leaving soon as it ping.

Clock tic and tac and nothing come to mind,

i dont have anything to say to them-with empty aim-

i masturbate-after getting my easy shot of dopamine again,

i'm sad again,id like some tit and tat, or titts, for that,

i'm more on grindr for the sisters but its mostly fakes, boring bottoms or retards in here,

i never met anyone from there, nobody to talk to, and it seem nobody's even really interested me even in years.

Crazy how hard it is to find some reciprocity here and im not even in a big city.

Dont they realise im getting grossed out when i'm already so gross in and out, its hard to find someone just nice,not too much just like me.

"men are gross."

Ddb.

(mostly on face now, as i draw too. and things. have a happy life my dudes)

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