Aug 25, 2004 08:12
ship one off, court the other.
shit, at least i'm brutally honest about my intentions.
maybe my game isnt as riviting as yours.
but at least i got that on you.
ive learned to become apathetic.
its a little disturbing how cold ive become. i guess when under stresful circumstances, you fall back into what you know. managed just fine for 16 years.
whats the point of lying to your friends?
i dont care who you fuck,
dont claim to be morally upstanding when its clear that you're not. just fucking accept that you are no where near perfect.
we've all come to terms with it a long long time ago.
ego is only sexy when it cant be disputed.
the difference between me and you honey, is, i never claimed to be nice.
i never slathered on a sugar coated facade of good ol' american meat slab, or tiny lil' intellectual.
oh wait, thats why i work at the port.
its funny, i guess we'll have to see who makes it in life, that is, measured on that scale of social stigma.
i'm done turning a blind eye.
if you talk to me, you TALK to me. at least make an attempt at making yourself look less guilty.
but of course, then we're going to play the gotta get even game. howd that work out before? i think i'm doing pretty fucking good, you cant rattle my world. you're not vital enough of an aspect.
you step in shit, you wash your fucking feet. buy a new pair of shoes. its worth dropping 50 bucks. hell sweetie, i'll go pick up a pair of pradas if it would get the stench far enough away from me.