Do you like to eat?
Sometimes I eat by myself
My life is lonely
Boys always find me
They say the worst things ever
I worry for them
If you broke a glass
Who would pick up the small shards
And bring them to you
If I had a child
I would let it grow their hair
Down to their small feet.
Penises are not hot
Why do they even exist?
Does god have bad dreams?
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