just not so sure anymore.
what happens when you abandon everything you've ever known to be real?
when you're put in the posistion to show up and show out?
and you're scared. you're so fucking scared it makes you sick.
you can't eat. you can't sleep. you just walk around wanting to piss yourself everyday.
and anything anyone has ever said about you or to you, is completely irrelevant.
you're not special.
you're not a beautiful fucking snowflake or flower.
hell, you're not even original anymore.
you're just another girl in another big city.
another face among the 3,000 that move here monthly.
another fucking member of the working class.
what happens?
what the fuck happens?
when you're put in the posistion to show up and show out?
and you're scared. you're so fucking scared it makes you sick.
you can't eat. you can't sleep. you just walk around wanting to piss yourself everyday.
and anything anyone has ever said about you or to you, is completely irrelevant.
you're not special.
you're not a beautiful fucking snowflake or flower.
hell, you're not even original anymore.
you're just another girl in another big city.
another face among the 3,000 that move here monthly.
another fucking member of the working class.
what happens?
what the fuck happens?