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My girlfriend sister told me to write her a poem. This is what I came up with. roses are red violets are blue if you ever feel alone i'm always watching you
Roses are red,
Violets are blue, I’d rather be single than with someone like you.
Roses are red, your eyes are brown; never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down.
Q. What's the difference between pizza and an emo? A. The pizza doesn't cut it's self.
What's the difference between your new girlfriend and a tornado? At first, there is a lot of blowing and then your house will be gone
How many emo kids does it take to change a lightbulb None they just like hanging in the dark
Has anyone else ever been jealous when their laptop dies?
What song do you play out of emo kids funeral Van Halen’s jump
What do orgasms and impulses have in common? I don’t care if they have either of them
Are you feeling down? Because I’d happily feel you up.
My attitude doesn’t have to be the only reason I yell and roll my eyes in the back of my head
There was a kid crying. I asked him where his parents were. He cried more. I love working at an orphanage.
I really used to be in the emo chicks now they’re just don’t make the cut
Me: *sprays some perfume on myself*
Friend: Omg, that smells so good! You’re so aromatic, how do you not have a bf yet?
Me: ... I’m aromantic and aromatic. I do not desire romantic relationships with others although I do enjoy carrying lovely scents with me
In the realm of pixels and screens, Josh pursues videos, a world unseen. Six dollars exchange, a transaction made, A story told, emotions cascade.
The power of film, a gift divine, Stirring souls, weaving through time. Six dollars spent, a connection formed, A simple act, a heart transformed.
In every frame, a universe unfolds, Captivating minds, stories untold. Josh buys videos for six, a token small, Yet within them lies magic, captivating all
Madden, because tissue, I weep Tears like rivers, cascading deep In this world, so full of strife I find solace in this fragile life
Oh tissue, tender and so pure Absorbing pain, a whispered cure Each tear that falls, you gently hold A conduit for the stories untold
In the quiet moments, I confide In your embrace, I can't hide The weight of sorrow, the burden's strain You're there, a balm for every pain
But madden, oh how you disrupt In your chaos, emotions erupt You twist and tangle, hearts collide Leaving us lost, unable to decide
Yet even in your tangled mess You bring forth growth, a rare finesse For in the madness, we find our way To stand tall, facing a brand-new day
So madden, meet tissue, ever entwined In this dance of emotions, our souls aligned Through tears and anger, joy and fears We find strength, as life perseveres
Short and sweet, this tale of strife Unraveling souls, seeking life Madden, because tissue, we may be But we'll rise above, forever free
In the realm of words, I shall embark, To craft a verse, both bold and stark, Thomas Bulgin, a name that ignites, A tale of length and moist delights.
Free from the chains of structured rhyme, I wander through this realm, sublime, Thomas Bulgin, a phrase so strange, Evoking thoughts that rearrange.
Long, it stretches, like a winding road, Leading us to depths, yet to be bestowed, In syllables, it dances and it plays, A journey we embark, in myriad ways.
Moist, a word that teems with life, A touch of nature, amidst the strife, It whispers of raindrops on tender leaves, Of dew-kissed petals and gentle heaves.
Thomas Bulgin, a phrase so surreal, Unleashing emotions, that time cannot seal, In this short verse, I strive to convey, A glimpse of what these words might say.
So let us ponder, the mystery untold, Of Thomas Bulgin, both long and bold, For in the realm of poetry's sweet embrace, Even the unusual finds its rightful place.
What's the difference between Carrie Underwood and a robot?
A robot can feign empathy.
I told my mom I'm happy and she said: "I didn't know you were gay."
