Good Girls Go

Maybe Kalysta is right. Maybe I have changed a lot.

The constant lying. ******** kicks my butt.

I'm wild but I hate drugs. When I meet 40 year old men in big coats who are willing to talk to the teenagers sitting on the curb and share a cigarette, I'm not impressed. Coke, h, meth, oxy, molly, weed, pcp, shrooms, lsd. homeless, broke, out of jail, divorced. not impressed.

The plotting. The schemes. Purposely destroying every girl who looks at our boyfriends wrong. Maybe it would be easier to just leave the guys but we make those girls pay. It's morally wrong on so many different levels but the little whores deserve it. It's almost like a show. Grab some pop corn and watch us teaR them apart from the inside out.

The speeding. The loitering. The sneaking.

No longer believing stories. The baby she had that died in a car accident. Yeah, I'm sure your little body was once nine months pregnant. The heroin addict crying about her money being stolen. I wouldn't hate them so much if they didn't want my Alexx.

Whatever. We can move out next year. It'll be better then. Everything will be easier. Maybe I've moved beyond Kalysta but I'm not about to turn and walk away now. Once you're in you're gone.