Annoying jerk.
Hey babe 😉
Me.
What do you want?
Annoying jerk.
Do you drink soda?
Because you look so-da-licious.
Me.
It's a shame, honestly.
Annoying jerk.
Pardon?
Me.
You have to use these
horrible pickup lines to earn attention.
Poor baby 😂
Annoying jerk.
😑
Darling, you know I'm irresistible.
You just wouldn't admit it.
Me.
Oh yeah- 🙄
Anyways...stop bothering me.
I'm trying to study.
Something you wouldn't be interested in.
Annoying jerk.
And why do you say that?
Me.
It's obvious.
Since you clearly aren't
good at those pickup lines.
Annoying jerk.
But I'm good at
other things too 😉😏
Me.
Jerk, find someone else to amuse.
I'm trying to study.
Annoying jerk.
Wutever.
Me.
Whatever*
Annoying jerk.
I'll say it however I want.
Me.
Text*
Annoying jerk.
Don't correct me,
I know wut I'm saying.
Me.
What*
Texting*
Annoying jerk.
Once again DO NOT
CORRECT ME!
I know wut I'm saying.
Me.
Don't*
What*
Texting*
Annoying jerk.
😑 U make me mad.
Me.
You*
Annoying jerk.
😶 Bitch.
Me.
Jerk.
READ
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Me.
I thought happiness starts with H.
But why does mines start with U?
My feisty chocolate.
Maybe it's like
some subset of dyslexia.
Me.
. . .
I can tell that you want me 😏
My feisty chocolate.
Yeah, I want you to leave me alone.
Me.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I'm not that hot,
But damn, look at you.
My feisty chocolate.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I have 5 fingers and
the middle ones for you.
Me.
It's true though. . .
If I could, I'd change
the alphabet and put
U and I together.
My feisty chocolate.
Good thing N and O is already together.
Me.
You know,
you look better
when you're not wearing glasses.
My feisty chocolate.
You look better when
I'm not wearing them too.
Me.
You're so boring.
My feisty chocolate.
Yeah, I know.
But what makes you
so exciting?
Me.
My hot looks.
My feisty chocolate.
Remember when I said I cared?
Me neither...
Me.
Oh, how much
you love me 🙄
My feisty chocolate.
Oh, I hate you too.
Goodnight annoying jerk.
Me.
Night, my feisty chocolate.
YOU ARE READING
Eunoia • Book One
Poetrycurrently - completed. ❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ❞ Book One of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in emotions of a young soul. A book of different genres of poems and so on, but it's also just an...
