dear if ever diary,
if there is nothing left then why is there always something lingering thick in the air? if i sold my house and moved out of town i would still follow you. that's just how it is i suppose. until this game is finally over- that is how it has to go. i ain't the one who began this whole mess. i don't like leaving the house much when i wear a dress. sometimes when your face splashes across my dream screen, i can still hear the lies and promises you made and how you ended up being so mean. i hear the stories about other whores like me and true they are much the same, but i just knew i was different, i felt no shame. nearing the end of the country road i found that place where we once went on this date. i don't know why i went there again or how the wheel got bent. i obviously needed to see for myself what we had done five years ago today, but i promised i would never tell anyone and i haven't yet to this day.
if there is nothing left then why is there always something lingering thick in the air? if i sold my house and moved out of town i would still follow you. that's just how it is i suppose. until this game is finally over- that is how it has to go. i ain't the one who began this whole mess. i don't like leaving the house much when i wear a dress. sometimes when your face splashes across my dream screen, i can still hear the lies and promises you made and how you ended up being so mean. i hear the stories about other whores like me and true they are much the same, but i just knew i was different, i felt no shame. nearing the end of the country road i found that place where we once went on this date. i don't know why i went there again or how the wheel got bent. i obviously needed to see for myself what we had done five years ago today, but i promised i would never tell anyone and i haven't yet to this day.
