i
am a horrible
girl

the kind that
makes you think
she's all your's
right until
you get a hold of her
and then she's
out of there
faster than you can
pucker your lips
or
unzip your pants

the type that
keeps you up
all night
whispering into the phone
everything
you want to hear
and then pretending
she never said it

the one who
will get so tired that
she'll curl up
next to you,
head on your chest,
and when you lean over
to kiss her
she'll say it's about time
to be heading home

02/10/2006

Author's Note: atleast i KNOW what i do is wrong.

Posted on 02/11/2006
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