Make Out With Me (Adult language??)

Somewhere at Central Michigan is a girl with a big head. She's big on getting wasted and showing guys her boobs. I thought she might be different from all those other girls I know. But every girl I know gets blasted and loves to share her breasts with Any guy who will look, which just happens to be most guys. Most girls don't care, and I guess that's why they suck. So that's why I'm so messed up, 'cuz some girl I don't even know Is out getting drunk off two beers. Who drinks beer anyway? Where is that knot in my stomach coming from? It's that stupid ho, I swear. Goddammit, why don't girls just study and make out with me? Somewhere in Northern Oregon is some girl who cuts her face up. She's big on using safety pins (ironic name) to mutilate her face and breasts. I don't want to be around when she realizes she'll never change. Why can't normal girls be normal and not gothic suicidal depressed chicks? Anyone who sticks around is only bound to get kicked in the balls by reality. I think girls like to cry, and I guess that's why I'm a girl. So that's who I am blaming for my stupidass lazy attitude. They go out and drink and rant and rave and the Universe follows - How could it not? It is quite apparent that it revolves around them. At least they think so, but they also think I'm too nice and sweet to make out with. Fuck. Written October 23rd, 2001 © on Jan 08 2002 08:13 AM PST   10 • 0 • 1