how sad that i am doing this insted of my work.
why?
who knows...

to she that is leaving...
i want to apologize for not feigning sadness
well enough...you always told me i was a bad
liar.
(tear.)

"You want to know the equation for a poem?
Time and lust." - a professor
(its like he's read my poetry)

(insert long lines of obscenities here)