we have bold italics:

hearty talks that lead to sit up silences:
[musik: Bowling For Soup - I'll Melt With You]



sometimes i wish you would just go back under your rock and fantasise
about people who don't even know you exist.

anyway,
i am upset about today, so proclaim it i shall
i was so close to grabbing a fire-hot brand and searing
on both your fucking faces "i-am-such-a-fucktard"
and i'm sure pfp will agree with me.


goodbye, i am still pissed.