



๐ซต๐ป ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐ด๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐.
๐ก๐ผ. ๐ฌ๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ:
Youโre lukewarm filth.
Like a sweaty shirt that never gets washed.
Like the damp bottom of a forgotten Tupperware.
Like the faint whimper of someone who no longer believes they deserve pleasure.
๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐โ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ.
A dead emotion.
A failed attempt that never even made it to threat level.
And stillโฆ
you show up.
You pay.
You convince yourself this visual offering is for you.
๐๐'๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐.
I donโt even bother kicking you.
I skip you.
I erase you.
Because things that sadโฆ
donโt even deserve punishment.
๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด.
๐๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ต๐๐ฟ๐, ๐๐ผ๐โ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐
๐ฎ๐ฐ๐๐น๐ ๐๐ต๐ผ ๐โ๐บ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐.
๐๐ป๐น๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ผ๐ป๐ฌ ๐จ๐ช๐ช๐ถ๐น๐ซ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ณ๐.๐