Archive for May, 2008
Summer in Armley
The street is silent Except for one girl screaming: “I hate you, you fat fuck” Like birdsong, with swearing The girl grounded, the door locked The fat fuck will slap her, she will.
The street is silent Except for one girl screaming: “I hate you, you fat fuck” Like birdsong, with swearing The girl grounded, the door locked The fat fuck will slap her, she will.

