my emotions are strangers

I’m thinking
of people
that don’t care
about me

and I’m not
sure if I 
care for them
or 
if I’m bored
and just
wouldn’t mind
a mouth to
make out with

but three cheers
to this cheap
bottle of wine
and to all 
the boys 
I kissed in clubs
and 
forgot about

it mightn’t 
seem it 
but you’re all
special
to me

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