throw a stack at her and laugh.
I always though I was a pretty classy bitch.
I feel like a mess.
Like i should be drinking my wine.
& smoking 100's (or 99's in my case).
I feel like things are getting better,
but I can't stop having these wild dreams.
I feel like I look pretty .5% of the time.
I feel like I need someone to tell me I look sexy.
Right now.
& I know he wont.
He'll just steal more cigs.
& deny it.
I might get all C+/B-'s this semester,
& I'm very proud of that.
I just want to go downstate for a little.
& hottify myself.
I feel that's impossible here.