/lit/ - Literature

>>23047748
>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Waldun, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my Insta, my Youtube, and my Discord at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably is problems because of COVID or somethin'
Ha, sometimes my tenses get all jumbled when I jot 'em
But anyways...fuck it, what's been up? How's Jay The Author?
I'ma start a movement too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I fake a partner, guess what I'ma call her
I'ma call her Ila...
I read the threads on 4chan and I'm sorry
I had experience with goons who didn't recognize real drama
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even pay your Patreon to support your writing...no scam
I got a folder full of your videos and your Instas man
I like the shit you did in high school too, it wasn't whack
Anyways, I hope you see this man, please post back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
You're our man

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Subscribe & Follow Fans"
This will be the last post I ever send your ass
It's been days and still no Fkn word, I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two Tweets...I did the tenses on 'em perfect
So this is the last message I'm sending you, I hope you see it...
I'm talkin to strangers right now, 'bout to go down some dark 'allies'
Hey Eddington, I drank a bottle of wine
The light is green, think I can walk in a straight line?
You know Ulysses by James Joyce, "Though much is taken, much abides"
About that guy who just walked around while he got cucked by his wife?
Yes...I know you do, you and Ila read it all, you both posted 'bout it
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from a cucked life
Now it's too late, the cafe closed, no long black and I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy reply or a like
I hope you know I was so upset I wiped out on my bike
I love you Waldun, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you write and post about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you cream about it
I hope that cum tribute eats at you and you just seethe about me
See R.C--shut up about dead babies! I'm tryin' not to balk!
Hey R, that's Jaidyn scribblin' on a trunk
But I didn't make him gloat, I just lit him up, see he ain't like you
'Cause if he pontificates we'll suffer more, and still unsubscribe too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the H&M now
Oh shit, almost forgot, it's about time that you come out

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Waldun, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my Insta, my Youtube, and my Discord at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably is problems because of COVID or somethin'
Ha, sometimes my tenses get all jumbled when I jot 'em
But anyways...fuck it, what's been up? How's Jay The Author?
I'ma start a movement too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I fake a partner, guess what I'ma call her
I'ma call her Ila...
I read the threads on 4chan and I'm sorry
I had experience with goons who didn't recognize real drama
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even pay your Patreon to support your writing...no scam
I got a folder full of your videos and your Instas man
I like the shit you did in high school too, it wasn't whack
Anyways, I hope you see this man, please post back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
You're our man

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Subscribe & Follow Fans"
This will be the last post I ever send your ass
It's been days and still no Fkn word, I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two Tweets...I did the tenses on 'em perfect
So this is the last message I'm sending you, I hope you see it...
I'm talkin to strangers right now, 'bout to go down some dark 'allies'
Hey Eddington, I drank a bottle of wine
The light is green, think I can walk in a straight line?
You know Ulysses by James Joyce, "Though much is taken, much abides"
About that guy who just walked around while he got cucked by his wife?
Yes...I know you do, you and Ila read it all, you both posted 'bout it
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from a cucked life
Now it's too late, the cafe closed, no long black and I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy reply or a like
I hope you know I was so upset I wiped out on my bike
I love you Waldun, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you write and post about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you cream about it
I hope that cum tribute eats at you and you just seethe about me
See R.C--shut up about dead babies! I'm tryin' not to balk!
Hey R, that's Jaidyn scribblin' on a trunk
But I didn't make him gloat, I just lit him up, see he ain't like you
'Cause if he pontificates we'll suffer more, and still unsubscribe too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the H&M now
Oh shit, almost forgot, it's about time that you come out

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Waldun, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my Insta, my Youtube, and my Discord at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably is problems because of COVID or somethin'
Ha, sometimes my tenses get all jumbled when I jot 'em
But anyways...fuck it, what's been up? How's Jay The Author?
I'ma start a movement too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I fake a partner, guess what I'ma call her
I'ma call her Ila...
I read the threads on 4chan and I'm sorry
I had experience with goons who didn't recognize real drama
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even pay your Patreon to support your writing...no scam
I got a folder full of your videos and your Instas man
I like the shit you did in high school too, it wasn't whack
Anyways, I hope you see this man, please post back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
You're our man

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be grey
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Subscribe & Follow Fans"
This will be the last post I ever send your ass
It's been days and still no Fkn word, I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two Tweets...I did the tenses on 'em perfect
So this is the last message I'm sending you, I hope you see it...
I'm talkin to strangers right now, 'bout to go down some dark 'allies'
Hey Eddington, I drank a bottle of wine
The light is green, think I can walk in a straight line?
You know Ulysses by James Joyce, "Though much is taken, much abides"
About that guy who just walked around while he got cucked by his wife?
Yes...I know you do, you and Ila read it all, you both posted 'bout it
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from a cucked life
Now it's too late, the cafe closed, no long black and I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy reply or a like
I hope you know I was so upset I wiped out on my bike
I love you Waldun, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you write and post about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you cream about it
I hope that cum tribute eats at you and you just seethe about me
See R.C--shut up about dead babies! I'm tryin' not to balk!
Hey R, that's Jaidyn scribblin' on a trunk
But I didn't make him gloat, I just lit him up, see he ain't like you
'Cause if he pontificates we'll suffer more, and still unsubscribe too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the H&M now
Oh shit, almost forgot, it's about time that you come out

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>18919405
>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be gray
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Waldun, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my Insta, my Youtube, and my Discord at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably is problem because of COVID or somethin'
Ha, sometimes my tenses get all jumbled when I jot 'em
But anyways...fuck it, what's been up? How's Jay n Jaidyn?
I'ma start a movement too, I'm 'bout to be a author
If I fake a partner, guess what I'ma call her
I'ma call her Ila...
I read the threads on 4chan and I'm sorry
I had experience with goons who didn't recognize real drama
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even supported your Patreon to buy your writing...no scam
I got a folder full of your videos and your Instas man
I like the shit you did in high school too, it wasn't whack
Anyways, I hope you see this man, please post back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
Such is Man

>My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
>Got out of bed at all
>The Melbourne rain clouds up my window
>And I can't see at all
>And even if I could it'll all be gray
>Put your writings on my wall
>They remind me, that I'm not so bad
>I'm not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Subscribe and Follow Fans"
This will be the last post I ever write your ass
It's been days and still no Fk word, I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two Tweets...I did the tenses on 'em perfect
So this is my message I'm sending you, I hope you see it...
I'm talkin ta strangers right now, 'bout to go down a dark alley
Hey Ed, I drank a bottle of wine
The light is green, but can I walk in a straight
line?
You know Ulysses by James Joyce, "Though much is taken, much abides"
About that guy who just walked around while he got cucked by his wife?
Yes...I know you do, “you and Ila” read it all, you both posted bout it
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from a cucking by life
Now it's too late, the cafe long since closed and I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy reply or a like
I hope you know I was so upset I wiped out on my bike
I love you Waldun, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you write and post about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you cream about it
I hope my tribute eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See R.C--shut about the baby! I'm tryin' to balk!
Hey R, that's Jaidyn scribblin' from on a trunk
But I didn't make him gloat, I just lit him up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he pontificates we'll suffer more, and then unsubscirbe you
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the H&M now
Oh shit, almost forgot, it's about time you come out

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE