"you'd likely get carpel tunnel from writing me than writing anything interesting huh?"

I'd likely get carpel tunnel syndrome from reading your poetry.

"i think i'll go write this baddassed novel about a gay guy who likes to ramble a lot about dramaqueens and such."

Oh wow, now I'm a hero in your story. I already told you I'm not taken.

"All my gothic dramaqueen fans will adore it. btw emo sucks balls."

Yes, that's why you write so much of it.

'This morose bed is so muddy and freezing'

"the music is more of what makes the song emo or progressive metal or opera, etc..., not the lyrics."

Ah, so you admit you were wrong about my song then, eh?

"I think i stated what bands i like in my profile, and i don't believe the strokes were mentioned."

Oh wow, you stated it in your profile. Teehee.

"speaking of strokes... i think your grandfather's sweaty balls are calling you. dork."

I think your grandmother needs raping. BTW, I notice that all your calm, cool collective suave is really starting to fail. Honestly, hopping around fictionpress trying to slander me? That is histerical! ANYBODY who reads your reviews will see how histerical and absolutely UN-victim you are! I mean, Gosh golly howdy, redneck woman.

wonerfuly descript! This poem carries such expression of itself and to write it this way is a gift to read.