Tell me again That it’s bad, Or that it’s Complete trash, Or that I would Be better off Dying in a Fiery fucking Car crash… Than to ever Pick up a pen again. I really just Don’t care. Rejection #1
I asked a girl Out yesterday, But she said no. She said she has A boyfriend already. So I said fuck Your boyfriend, Go out with me, But she didn’t Like that either And she said no I won’t do that. So I asked if We could hangout Just as friends, And she said no…
Rejection hurts, Like a brick Dropped on your Toe. Or, at least I Imagine so. I’ve never Had a brick Dropped on my Toe.