Everything’s gonna change on the first.

 

My baby’s tongue tastes leafy brown. Her 21st Century Candy Pink gon’ buss it open for my 21st Century Baby Blue. That’s my right-click shawty. Her dial-up tone moan, that’s my Save-as shawty. Won’t she explode on the one? Don’t that ball drop quick? Don’t that champagne pop slow? It started off cold. Her pussy sings in QWERTY key. Confetti’s hard to clean. Home was where the phone was. Don’t that cord tangle easy? That’s my CD-ROM shawty. 144p shawty. From the window to the wall, drop it on the flo’ shawty. She feel me down to the motherboard. We crashed at her apartment. Sandy white beaches on her desktop. Gold-toothed grins, that’s her backdrop. They sunbathe under moonlight and talk with a limp. These love me’s aren’t too far from love me nots. Sunflowers, I hold them behind my back. My baby hold back her own hair. She exhale that Dot Com. The kids had it all wrong. Miles Davis was just noise. Don’t mind her accent. She says lust just like love, born yellow in this red world. My heart pumped Winter at the scent of Spring showers and last night I killed myself.

Everything’s gonna change on the first. My baby flicks her ashes in the sink. On her windowsill, my sunflowers. Does a firework know what it is? I hope we never touch that Shut Down. Girl, let’s never hit that Force Quit. That’s my America Online free trial disc shawty. Won’t I leave her spinning? Her body heat takes off my cool. Let’s never hit that off switch. My Windows ‘98 shawty, live from Time Square shawty. Our heartbeats like countdowns, no 9 goes back to 10. Smoke never turns to cigarette. This a MP3 world. A 240p world. She my low-res shawty. My hit me baby one more time, bye bye bye shawty. Sandy white beaches on her desktop. Gold-toothed scowls, that’s her backdrop. She throw it back and make it pixelate, we gone off that escape key. Just hit it ‘til that screen freeze. She 00’s my 99’s then blushes Paint color-wheels. The champagne is warm and the kids had it all wrong. Jimi Hendrix was just noise. My baby hold back her own self. She inhale that .jpeg. These love me’s really aren’t too far from love me nots. Sunflowers don’t become seeds. Please, don’t mind her accent. She says attachment just like love, we turned orange in this red world. My skin was sweating Spring at the sight of Summer sun and this morning I killed myself.

Everything’s gonna change on the first, won’t it? My baby set that cig ablaze. She Netscape my whole thing. She fog up my blue screen. Her 12/31 touch my tongue, bet I make it 1/1. We threw the champagne out. Wasn’t it supposed to stay cold? That’s my GeoCities shawty, I make her P2P spasm. My http shawty. My You Got Mail shawty. My going down down baby, say my name shawty. This a iTunes world. A 360p world. Won’t she throw me that CTRL-X? I hope she don’t CTRL-V. No, don’t mind her accent. She says fear just like love, we’re looking red in this red world. I’m still finding confetti. Listen. The kids had it all wrong. Kurt Cobain was just noise. Sandy white beaches on her desktop. Those gold teeth were all that glitter and turned green in her backdrop. My sunflowers wilted on her windowsill. Weren’t they supposed to live forever? I was singing Summer songs to the sound of Autumn leaves and again I killed myself.

Everything’s gonna change on the first, I know it. My baby told me. She just bought a new pack. I install her software, she recognize my hardware.

 

(Ten)

That’s my Y2K shawty. My Information Age shawty. My 16MB RAM requirement shawty.

 

(Nine)

This a Spotify world. A 1080p world.

 

(Eight)

Home was where the phone was. That cord got tangled easy.

 

(Seven)

Don’t get attached. Sandy white beaches now her backdrop. Those teeth were never green, were they? Now they’re on her desktop. They never

scowled, did they?

 

(Six)

They always grinned. Sand is hard to clean and those teeth were always gold. Blue teeth loves and Wifi fucks. Don’t you get attached.

 

(Five)

The kids had it all wrong. Pimp C was just noise.

 

(Four)

He died the same way. Nothing changed, did it?

 

(Three)

Everything changed, didn’t it? My CTRL-ALT deletes. She won’t find a CTRL-C.

 

(Two)

My baby talks with a limp. She says love just like love now. Maybe we were always supposed to be yellow in this red world. Won’t she explode on the ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR

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A problem had been detected and Windows has been shut down to prevent damage to your computer.
The problem seems to be caused by the following file: ILOVEYOU.VBS
PAGE_FAULT_IN_NONPAGED_AREA
If this is the first time you’ve seen this Stop error screen, restart your computer. If this screen appears again, follow these steps:
Check to make sure any new hardware or software is properly installed. If this is a new installation, ask your hardware or software manufacturer for any windows updates you may need.
If problems continue, disable or remove any newly installed hardware or software. Disable BIOS memory options such as caching or shadowing. If you need to use Safe Mode to remove or disable components, restart your computer, press F8 to select Advanced Startup Options, and then select Safe Mode.
Technical Information:
*** STOP 0x00000050 (0FD3094C2, 0x000000001, 0xFBFE7617, 0x000000000)
***   ILOVEYOU.VBS - Address FBFE7617 base at FBFE5000, Datestamp 3d6dd67c
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Are you you now?

 

Were you you then?

 

Are you sure