Just So You Know

I dream about you. Sometimes they are filthy and other times I only touch your hand. But they are undoubtedly sexy dreams. I don't know what they mean, except that maybe I am moving right along. I don't know where I'll end up. Neither do you. But I hope that I end up in a compromising position with you.

Just So You Know

I am so tired of doing the right thing.

People Say I've Done All Right For A Girl

Good things don't come to those who wait, or work. Good things are dispersed randomly by the wind and any asshole can catch them if they are in the right place or climate.

Being good doesn't earn you good things. And being good won't comfort you when you are broken. What is comforting is damage, and not caring, and doing bad things. Bad bad bad. Being good will never inspire the people around you to be good. You will just be a souvenir, or something adorable to show off to their friends or parents. It will never matter that you are good. It will never matter that you are bad. Nothing will matter, actually. Your life will turn out how it is supposed to. You can work and be patient and be such a good good girl. You will not make a difference and you will not earn yourself a place in the hearts of others. You will earn yourself heartache, an abundance of heartache.

All these of years of holding, and withholding, and helping and patience. It was for nothing.