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Luna
Guest
I am the black sheep among white.
I am the lone pea in the pod, that accidentally rolled onto your kitchen floor which you squish, a second after.
I am the odd sock that you have trouble matching, and then chuck me back into the 'miscellaneous pile'.
Point being, I do not fit in and maybe I stand out.
Not stand out like a sore thumb, but rather one that was accidentally amputated.
On my recent out-of-town trip, I spotted myself in the sky.
If I were a cloud, I'd rain like a hard-ass muthafucka and drown the whole world.
Do not feel sorry for me.
I have become crabby and I like it that way.
You see, the only thing I want to do is to take care of myself and to work, work, work.
People are work which I do not get paid for. un
(At least at the workplace I get compensated for my boredom and suffering!)
I will treasure my family that is good to me, and then (hopefully) one day when I am secure, comfortable and rolling in the cha-ching!, I'll also pick up ripping off men's balls as a hobby along with angry, nightly journal-writings.
Okay, the ball-thing will likely never happen, but a girl can dream right? ):
I almost feel empowered.
I see how people are broken and hurt by others.
For me, I will look out only for myself and family.
I have had enough.
Santa...please send me a bazooka with my name on it and a sparkly, pink bow. ):
I am the lone pea in the pod, that accidentally rolled onto your kitchen floor which you squish, a second after.
I am the odd sock that you have trouble matching, and then chuck me back into the 'miscellaneous pile'.
Point being, I do not fit in and maybe I stand out.
Not stand out like a sore thumb, but rather one that was accidentally amputated.
On my recent out-of-town trip, I spotted myself in the sky.
If I were a cloud, I'd rain like a hard-ass muthafucka and drown the whole world.
Do not feel sorry for me.
I have become crabby and I like it that way.
You see, the only thing I want to do is to take care of myself and to work, work, work.
People are work which I do not get paid for. un
(At least at the workplace I get compensated for my boredom and suffering!)
I will treasure my family that is good to me, and then (hopefully) one day when I am secure, comfortable and rolling in the cha-ching!, I'll also pick up ripping off men's balls as a hobby along with angry, nightly journal-writings.
Okay, the ball-thing will likely never happen, but a girl can dream right? ):
I almost feel empowered.
I see how people are broken and hurt by others.
For me, I will look out only for myself and family.
I have had enough.
Santa...please send me a bazooka with my name on it and a sparkly, pink bow. ):