So i was in Borders the other day (you know, the book store) with my best friend and we were checking out these Kama Sutra books. Not gonna lie, they spark your interest like no other. I'm sure those books are the most interesting thing i've read in a long time, the most interesting pieces of work in that whole book store. 

Then the rest of the night sucked. I hate going to the mall on Friday nights nowadays. The last time it was fun all the time was like, oh i don't know, December 2006? Yeah forever ago basically. I don't miss it. I figured what's the point of missing all this stuff you can't get back?
Live for today. Mikey taught me that.

Going out tonight.........

No drinks for me, I'm done with that scene for a while. Well, at least that's my plan.. to please somebody else. So i live to please and it's impossible to please me. How do you please me? I don't even know the answer to that. I really am impossible to please. 

I want a lover I don't have to love.
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk.
I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full, I need some meaning i can memorize.
I got the money if you got the time, you said it feels good, I said i'll give it a try....

You write such pretty words, but life's no story book.
Love's an excuse to get hurt, and to hurt.
Do you like to hurt? Do you like to hurt? I do, I do, THEN HURT ME.

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