OMG!

omg!
at the least, i'm beautiful
and i'm going to take
a lot of pictures of myself
and i'll look at other girl's pictures
so they'll look at mine
and i'll leave comments
that are the opposite
of what i'm thinking such as,
"love it" and "too cute"
and i'll use countless question marks
and exclamation points
and purposely misspell things
and revel in the typographical mistakes
because i'm proud of my ignorance
and peroxide induced stupidity
i think, no i know, i'm the best
and i have an almost deafening self confidence
in my screams and shouts
for attention and if it's ever brought up to me
that i might be too much
and that my bumping and grinding
and posing with a bud light bottle
is a bit transparent and it's apparent
i'm making up for a lack of genuine reflection
upon myself not based on what others think
but what i want to be
i'll look you up and down
scoff and text some nasty thing about you
to my friend who will
by all fault of her own
send it to all our other vapid friends
and we'll pretend like we're in high school again
because there are millions just like me
perpetuating that old adage that we're better
because we swallow what's shoved down our throats
among other things
and you're weird for resisting
you're convincing
you're exotic
you're fun for about a half hour
then you're back to just being that
fat fag hag rag bland creature
a beast from the east that smells of yeast
you're teeth aren't as white as mine
i'm running out of time
i'm not going to be this thin forever
my vagina will stretch out
as i'll shit out puppies like it's my job
which it will be because
i'm going to get married
and leave school
fuck my life
i want to wipe my husband's drool
and he'll leave me for someone twenty years younger than us
when my tits reach the floor
and as i stuff those dangling mothers in my socks
i'll get a gun and end my life
and you'll read about it
or hear some bizarre passing comment like,
"oh did you hear about her demise?
those last couple of months were brutal
he'd left her for some girl who turned out to have hepatitis c
and when he found out he got himself checked
he tested positive for hiv
and she didn't have it but, boy was she sad
she kept thinking of a plan
and then death didn't seem so final
i guess, she thought she could go out with a smile
so she exercised her second amendment
which was about all the exercise she'd done that year
and shot herself in the face.

but that didn't take so she shot herself again
and she didn't die but she was immobile
and in the hours after her agonizing death
she got a text message
and it was a lawyer and her divorce was finalized
and as she lay bloodied on the ground
she realized she's been living a frown
quite literally upside down
because that's how he liked to do it
and she only did what he wanted to
because he was paying the bills
and her son turned out to be gay
and her daughter was raped by some frat boy at a party
and ended up on the internet
like mother like daughter
and once she died she realized
that going up to heaven wasn't so bad
but she ended up in limbo
because she was unfinished
and lived her life not as she planned."