Like it’s a Swine Flu virus.
Like it’s a joke about your lecturer’s accent.
Like you just don’t need it and people are thrash bins.
Like it’s cheaper than your father’s chappals.
Like it’s your birthday and you are filthy rich.
Like the world is waiting for your shit.
Like it’s tax free.
Like it’s rotten bread.
Like the news of the world ending in 2012.
Like there are no laws governing it.
Like you are getting paid for it.
Like people don’t hate you so bad after all..
Like you are a virus infected C D.
Like no rumors are left.
Like it’s the only joke that works for you.
Like you actually care.
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