The First Line Says It All
The Impovershed Female Pervert.
That is what I have become.
And is it so wrong to degrade one's self?
Is it so wrong to break one's nails in a struggle for power that you don't really want?
I am a masochist.
And you are a sun shine machine.
Not exactly perfect but I want to make it work.
And why?
Because you make me want to have babies.
Beautiful, red-headed babies.
To spoil while they're young
And smoke pot with once they've aged.
And no one.
No one.
Has ever made me want that before.
It's really too bad
That I'm not your type.
Too fat and-
Most likely
-Too tall.
And I want you to take my virginity
When I'm sober, at first.
Because I am under the impression that your God-forsaken-but-Jesus-consecrated lust and love
Will be the only intoxicant I will ever need again.
And I can only hope the same.
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