Jan 28, 2006 02:24
my best friend took a week's vacation to forget her, his girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
god i love this song.
sometimes i feel that way. but then the feeling goes away. nothing serious.
i don't trust boys.
i want a boyfriend.
but i dont trust boys.
he's not going to remember to call.
i don't want sex. i want love.
but boys here want sex.
i'll never be that girl talked about.
i'll be the one with the guys talking.
but never cute. but do i want to be cute?
i can't slut it up. i dont know how. i dont want to.
but that's what guys want right?
i'm not what guys want.
am i willing to become that?
no. because no one wants loud, angry, black girls.
because in the end, isn't that what i am?
loud, angry, black, prudish?
oh so very prudish.
i don't want sex. i want love.
i want him to call tommorrow.
but i know he wont.
it's 2:29 am. goodnight.