BOYS BOYS BOYS

Auf Wiedersehen to the cute, blue-eyed German. He who l like. He who likes me. He who flirts. Flirts like a pervert; flirts aggressively. I’ve got bruises to prove if you doubt. I doubt. Absolutely.

Not him. Couldn’t be. No way.

It is Him. And his hands. And his touch.

But he’s hot. So, so hot. And addicting. And adorable. And intimidating. And almost mine but no. Auf Wiedersehen.

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Wave to the asshole. The one that ignores my annoyance. The one that has decided to torment me.

Why are guys such pigs?

Oh that’s it! A pig! I’ll compare you to a pig always and forever.

You butt-poker. You pinning me down, you. You abusive, ignorant jerk, you. I’d rather shoot you than just say goodbye but this is easier.

You’ll never read this. You’ll never know how much I hate you.

You’ll never hear me say goodbye.