And then finally blood came shooting out of my crotch. The PMS anticipation is over, yaaaay. I feel like i've just given birth, except for the fact that I haven't.
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me lately, i'm really pissed off. I feel like i'm stuck in some sort of glass orb and I can't get out, I just keep striking the boundary and rolling off further into a void-like abyss. It's just that i've decided:
No more shit. None. Zero. No more radically cool heartbreakers in my life. No more hoping that beautiful girl will notice I am alive, rolling over and begging for a smile. No more obsessing what people's opinions of me are if it doesn't matter. I still haven't decided on how to fix my life, but cannot go on living it the way it is.
I'm going to get into a streetfight immediately. My life is a tragic breakneck porno where the protagonist never has sex. Yep, i'm the purest whore in the world, I guarantee it. I do.
I want to get out, run away to God knows where, really change my name legally to Veronica Woods and pretend these past 20 years never ever happened, they were just the fictional accounts of a character I invented in one of my stories. Veronica Woods, Bionic Femme, this is the true reality, not the accidental fiction of the past.
I don't want to remember the innocence and the golden bridles to tame unicorns and the idle virgin in the petshop window, they never happened, ever. I was always this way, street savvy and sly, sexy like a sir mix-a-lot backup dancer 'cause damn, baby got back. Yep.
I won't give you my heart, i'll cut it out and eat it raw first before I do that again, what a pitiful bitch I was. Horrible. Unforgiveable. Oh, step back, i'm already on the ledge pretty lady, i'll be a porn star! Jesus, a porn star? Yeah, all this and more from the girl you fucked madly, yeahhhh!!! Whatever happened to "Ow that hurts, stop, I don't like that" it's turned into "OK, should we do this set with handcuffs or not?" FUCK YOUUUUU!!!!
I am not the Bionic Femme, I am an evil hooker from hell. Take it or leave it. The same way you took me and left me. Duck and cover, fuck and cover, i'm coming at you faster than a high school cheerleader on a first date.
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me lately, i'm really pissed off. I feel like i'm stuck in some sort of glass orb and I can't get out, I just keep striking the boundary and rolling off further into a void-like abyss. It's just that i've decided:
No more shit. None. Zero. No more radically cool heartbreakers in my life. No more hoping that beautiful girl will notice I am alive, rolling over and begging for a smile. No more obsessing what people's opinions of me are if it doesn't matter. I still haven't decided on how to fix my life, but cannot go on living it the way it is.
I'm going to get into a streetfight immediately. My life is a tragic breakneck porno where the protagonist never has sex. Yep, i'm the purest whore in the world, I guarantee it. I do.
I want to get out, run away to God knows where, really change my name legally to Veronica Woods and pretend these past 20 years never ever happened, they were just the fictional accounts of a character I invented in one of my stories. Veronica Woods, Bionic Femme, this is the true reality, not the accidental fiction of the past.
I don't want to remember the innocence and the golden bridles to tame unicorns and the idle virgin in the petshop window, they never happened, ever. I was always this way, street savvy and sly, sexy like a sir mix-a-lot backup dancer 'cause damn, baby got back. Yep.
I won't give you my heart, i'll cut it out and eat it raw first before I do that again, what a pitiful bitch I was. Horrible. Unforgiveable. Oh, step back, i'm already on the ledge pretty lady, i'll be a porn star! Jesus, a porn star? Yeah, all this and more from the girl you fucked madly, yeahhhh!!! Whatever happened to "Ow that hurts, stop, I don't like that" it's turned into "OK, should we do this set with handcuffs or not?" FUCK YOUUUUU!!!!
I am not the Bionic Femme, I am an evil hooker from hell. Take it or leave it. The same way you took me and left me. Duck and cover, fuck and cover, i'm coming at you faster than a high school cheerleader on a first date.
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Seriously, you shouldn't think so lowly of yourself, Miss ChameleonFemme. We NEVER live up to our ideal images our ourselves, and the best we can do is try to be who we feel we ought to be. Just because people want you to be a certain way doesn't mean you have to feel bad about yourself.
On a side note, it would've been REALLY cool if you had changed your profile pic to you wearing all black and horns with those demoic light brown lenses and... okay, yes, I'm being sarcastic.
I like you the way you are, ?????Femme, just be yourself and let the crap of society lies where it deserves to lie.