By Olivia Brody
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(punch someone as hard as you can, discount the fact that you are a woman and it defines you)
and bloop
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i tried to make that a
futbol
FcK GREmmaarlyuly
fuck you and and at this point im freaking the rules but itreallydontmatterbecauseyoucan’tseethisanywayssoilldropmymisshappenstanceandallotherkindsandevilbittybrandsofbullshitihatebeing sick
(as if someone is pouring a mixture of liquid steam and hot nitrogen down your back)
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cock a doodle doo
and range the pigs out in the hen hoax box hop-hop-hop
see if you fish
a man fish
life
for a man dinner
fish.
for life.
Olivia Chuong Brody is a high school freshman and writer with a love for poetry and the undefinable. Find her at the beach watching the sun set or exploring the city in which she was born and raised.