Bar Booth Draft
This is not true or maybe it is Jenny Hanover is not me sometimes she is someone else this is copied and pasted from where it was written it is too long
My girl doesn’t care my girl listens to the breeders my girl thinks it’s okay that I look like this my girl doesn’t care my girl my girl my girl I’m hers and she’s mine she loves me she loves me she wants to tear me limb from limb no not like that not in that way my girl wears socks with her sandals my girl eats the toast with strawberry jam my girl says don’t worry it’s okay my girl my girl my girl she holds my hair back when I throw up my girl only drinks gin and tonics and my girl kisses me at red lights and also sometimes at green and yellow lights when she can’t get enough my girl tells me she always knew my girl says you know you just know you don’t have to worry about it you just know except for when you don’t sometimes you don’t sometimes my girl is not my girl she was but she isn’t now I was but I’m not now my girl my girl my girl she loves me she loves me not my girl dances without me my girl worries about if she’ll run into me my girl hopes not my girl writes in her journal about how glad she is I’m gone my girl lives for the thrill of the chase and I’m not the one running my girl hates me she hates me so badly my girl can’t do it anymore my girl pays her roommates parking tickets my girl wishes me dead my girl my girl my girl I love her she loves me I love her too she loves me not my girl my girl my girl