Pretty Boys

I waited for goodbye, I waited for it like you wait for nighttime to come and steal away the daylight, I thought it wouldn’t hurt.

Then it did.

It was a pneumonic hurt, that lived in my lungs and hid my breathing under sobbing and loud lyrics. It was a hurt that began in my toes and shattered three ribs to get to breaking my heart. It was a hurt that screamed in my ears:

Pretty boys break hearts

I carved it in my leg- just so I wouldn't forget!

JUSTIFICATION

Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own piece of mind.

Don't assign me yours.

and there she goes

POT OF GOLD

Two hundred and... 40....

The muscles on my thighs are breaking in tremors, dying as I take each step.
But I was unstoppable like anyone searching the end of the rainbow...
I was determined to see my pot of gold.

And yes, there it was... well, my own version it.

Sitting on a chair, sipping Cappuccino in a red coffee mug.
I slumped on an empty chair adjacent to my pot of gold, when at one point those eyes looked at me.

When did the pot of gold came with diamonds?
Good to know there are treasures hidden after a downpour after all.
Now I'm just waiting for the leprechauns to say hello.
Every story needs mean little people to throw it a little off balance.

Sheesh. I haven't done blabbing for a long time, this is not making any sense at all. HAHAHA

BEDROOM TALK

The most interesting conversations are the ones you least expect.
And talk about :)
Cheers to sex, thongs and jedi ways

HE: Seriously though... I would like to know what you're busy with right now.
SHE: Why would you care?
HE: I’d like to know.
HE: What kind of a question is that?
HE: Is it a secret?
SHE: Just being contrary.
HE: C’mon, spill.
HE: What's up?
SHE: Nothing. Honestly.
HE: No nothing?. oh right... in an ultimate bind?
SHE: GAWD. You’re aggravating!
HE: hmhmm
HE: Really?
HE: I don’t mean to be
HE: I’m sorry
HE: See what I mean?
HE: I am the freakin fool.
HE: I don’t see anything wrong with your situation.
HE: You're free.
SHE: Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don’t want to be free?
HE: Then don't be free.
SHE: Should I put the discount sign?
HE: You're are free to make your fortune.
SHE: Tobacco?
HE: Whatever your pleasure, if its tobacco... go for it.
SHE: I’m not a fan of smoking.
SHE: Bad for the health
SHE: Don’t drink either
HE: Good for you
SHE: No parties either.
HE: Ok
SHE: I quit my fascination for the male gender too.
HE: Why?
SHE: I just want to be contrary.
HE: Great
HE: How about sex? Have you quit that?
SHE: Haven’t quite gotten there yet, besides what sex? Haven’t had any since birth you moron.
HE: Just being contrary as you say.
HE: You should have some vice.
SHE: Damn
SHE: I know. Shoe counts?-->

HE: Nah. Sex is a good choice.
HE: Healthier than the rest.
SHE: hahaha! Yeah and a different life after 9 months.
HE: Take pills, injections. There are a lot of good ones out there nowadays. Hey, every vice has its costs.
SHE: Something I’m not willing to pay.
SHE: Besides, don't I need a partner for that?
HE: Hell there are plenty out there.
HE: Horny bastards.
HE: Find one you like and bam...
HE: peace and pleasure
SHE: If I haven’t had any before, what makes you think I’d be doing that now?
SHE: Quality over quantity mhaan.
SHE: HIV, Hepa B
SHE: Boys turned freaking psychos
SHE: You get the picture?
HE: Of course... I’m not freaking saying go fuck around, I’m just saying, fuck once in while.
HE: And with those chosen.
SHE: I can’t seem to find the dick that I’d like to sample.
SHE: Besides, easier said than done.
SHE: Free and clear
HE: Free and clear? Like a facial wash or something??
HE: Do you mean no strings attached?
SHE: Somewhere along that line.
HE: No commitment, just understanding?
SHE: I’m a commitment phobe.
HE: Then what happens?
SHE: Uhm... Our directions are on opposite directions.
SHE: It just doesn't mesh.
HE: The guy would actually want to commit...
HE: and you bail
SHE: Yeah... Something like that.
SHE: Arghh
SHE: I’m so fucked up.
HE: Damnit
HE: Me and my damn jedi ways.
SHE: What does that have something to do with this?
HE: I can't tell you
SHE: hmmm...
HE: Sometimes you just have to let go of everything.
SHE: The brassiere or the panty? hahaha!
SHE: Lighten up... I’m not gonna pry on whatever your jedi way is.
HE: Bra goes first...
HE: then it’s up to her to release the panties.
SHE: Or if she's wearing thongs... you can nudge to the side, right?
HE: I’d prefer it off.
SHE: hahaha... most do.
SHE: Boys.
HE: Girls.