May 18, 2003 19:29
Nobody likes a good girl.
Get me drunk and climb on top.
Maybe you’ll like me then.
Everyone likes a drunken whore.
Aren’t you proud of yourself?
I’m selling myself out for you.
Does it make you happy
To know I’m compromising everything I’ve ever believed
So that you’ll be the last to go?
You’re the end of the story
The series finale.
That’s it for me
New book, new plot lines
Fuck me so hard
That I won’t remember this tomorrow.