Thursday, September 11, 2008

A trashy whore in love

How does one fall in love with someone who they've only spent two hours with? If anyone knows, please enlighten me.

I'm feeling so trashy lately. Not like there's anything wrong with trashy, but there's ' some what self-aware stripper who makes more than she should so she lounges around all day and smokes, drinks and parties all night' trashy, and then there's 'just not very bright raised in hickville sincerely sweet but dumb as a brick trashy. So what's worse, deliberately being a trashy whore or being too fucking stupid to realize you're a trashy whore?

In the end we're both just trashy whores.

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