i need a collection plate
let me tell you something about tonight when i went down town
i use to think that i could trust a working class person, but in my attempt to do something nice for a guy while walking the waterfront with amanda, i was ripped off for a measly twenty bucks. Which maybe i could have gotten over if i had a job and had the opposite of no money. I really don't feel like telling the story merely because i feel fucking dumb for being so trustful and truthfully i hate the story itself.
i was taken advantage of because i trusted someone, and now my night was ruined for it. I guess one gets what they deserve huh? or maybe this false hope wares thin on me.
i use to think that i could trust a working class person, but in my attempt to do something nice for a guy while walking the waterfront with amanda, i was ripped off for a measly twenty bucks. Which maybe i could have gotten over if i had a job and had the opposite of no money. I really don't feel like telling the story merely because i feel fucking dumb for being so trustful and truthfully i hate the story itself.
i was taken advantage of because i trusted someone, and now my night was ruined for it. I guess one gets what they deserve huh? or maybe this false hope wares thin on me.