“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?“
Lori Drew rationalizes
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“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?“
“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?“
On weigh-in day I’d
inhale helium if it
would make me lighter.
She’d buy Free People,
match and mismatch carelessly,
revel in oddball.
Going to New York
to be on TV. Need new
clothes. A tent would work.
Should I say what I
feel, or what attracts readers?
Tempting to sell out.
I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
Kmart opens at
4am. Outlet mall at
midnight. Who needs sleep?
If every meal
were cereal, we’d all have
more hours in the day.
I’d have crossed party
lines for you ’til today. Where
was your chivalry?
If her hair was much
bigger you’d mistake it for
blonde cotton candy.