Please, That Bitch Will Outlive Us All

Why are we still sneaking behind the backs of people we dont love anymore? We dont love em anymore. Because I am so sick of living in a bone dry marriage, I dont even know what the fuck I'm even thing anymore, my kids a fucking pervert he smears cum on the computer desk. My husband, a money grubbing pill eating cheat, but I cant say I dont pop em too though. When I feel fuckin sick. I feel fuckin sick. Now that my gardens dried up, what do I have to life for? Where is the man of my dreams? Wheres the cornucopia feast? And cherry red convertible. I wont ride the wings of my cockroach mother, Im too young to die inside.