August 06, 2012

A little less everyday

I just want some comfort. That's all. It's not much. I don't ask for much. I just want the same thing that everyone wants. But instead I just keep finding these guys that like to string me along. Is that the only I'm good for to them. Someone they can just bring along for the ride until they get bored?

Why is it so difficult to find someone that appreciates me? To find someone that just wants to be with me?

Why didn't I just stick to the plan and go to Washington? No, instead I had to give love a fucking chance. Little good it's doing me.

scullerymaid at 8:34 p.m.

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