When girls where their coats
And hide their hair under little hats,
As if to say no, man you can't touch that.
You can't have that.
And that's alright with me because,
Bitch has ugly hair anyway.
... You know what I'm saying.
Mostly these things are supposed to be short amusingly depressing musings. They aren't, and will never be, good. You will be happier when you stop hoping for anything better.
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