To me, you are like a very aggressive maggot and I’m not sure that I need a very aggressive maggot in my life right now.
Things started to go wrong when I caught you singing with my cat.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s just that your best mate is extremely greasy and your ex is, without a doubt, the most annoying person I’ve ever known.
It’s true, we’ve had some amazing times sashay together. You have brains like little cabbages and the most broken heart I’ve ever seen.
Your personality is like a really scruffy monkey drinking into my skull. When I see you laughing it makes me want to steal your cabbage brains and post them to outer space.
I lie in bed at night wishing you were a billionaire and not a maggot who likes singing with my cat.
What I’m trying to say, is take your broken heart through the door and go.
Yours no more
celestial b purposed
This post is in response to the following daily prompts:
RagTag Daily Prompt: Night
Word of the Day Challenge: Shine
Fandango One Word Challenge: Sashay
Haunted Wordsmith Photo Prompt: Prompt C
Putting My Feet in the Dirt: Day 15
The Daily Spur: Door