It occurs to me that I think I've let myself become bitter and cynical. I haven't even legitimately attempted to go out on a date with someone in almost a year, the last time I did it was just all kinds of messy and painful. I'm beginning to feel a bit like a hermit, only without the craziness. I think maybe what I need is an outlet, I can't dance nor have I attempted to since my senior prom but--who knows--maybe going to a club and making an ass of myself is just what I need.
Vent vent vent, bitch bitch bitch, whine whine whine. Who wants to have sex? Okay let's go do this, ready set go.
Vent vent vent, bitch bitch bitch, whine whine whine. Who wants to have sex? Okay let's go do this, ready set go.