i see you work at night, and are you sexually amused?
what's it like to have a room of guys encircling you?
how she moves, and how she walks.
they all patiently await
while the heat from in their pockets could burn
marks into their legs.
without your needs and your support
she'd have a job the same as ours
nothing daring.
would she miss a job that's sexual?
in every city there are dozens of these clubs where men can go.
some people need a little challenge to their fantasies at home.
there's a little tiny number on a fold of matches,
the ink drips from a little dancer's pen.
everybody wants that fold of matches to reinflate their confidence.
hey, it is a job,
it pays a lot.
is it disservicing someone?
and is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?
older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean,
smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry.
It's pouring out. or it was, I think it's starting up again. Mad crazy, power kept flickering and everything. My internet went away =[
I woke up at 10 today which is strangely early for me.
Yesterday, Adam got me a wristband with a star on it that says "High Score" because it's like, Mario or whatever. And today, we're going to Best Buy to buy a bunch of used games and shit.
The mosquito bite on my foot is itching like a mofo.
I'm sick of seeing you cry
And wasting all your time
On someone who will never care enough
To make you feel loved
To make you feel safe
I would drop my life to take his place
To show you just how good
Being touched could be
Commit these words to memory
For when you find yourself
Pinned under his demands
I am still an option that you have
So carry me around
Like a picture in your purse
Pull me out when things are at their worst
You can show up at my house
Completely unannounced
We'll have that movie kiss we talked about
Where there are no words
Just a soft and gentle score
Our ears will ring from all the strings
We'll let the screen go black
And watch the credits run
And see the names of every one
Who we ever met
And who we ever missed
Each one had a role in this
It's just another film that won't get made
I'm sick of seeing you cry