I'm feeling so down lately, and there's nothing I can do. I've been blown off by every ass hole boy I've slept with, and so fucking what if I'm easy, so fucking what if I take my pants off on the first date, that doesn't mean I don't have feelings. And fuck that, I'm not easy, I'm just heartbroken and looking for something else. The sex is never even that good, not even worth it and still, still I put myself through the same old things. So maybe I feel like we have a connection, but I guess that never really mattered. I just want to get out of this place, find something new, find someone to cuddle with that's not going to turn their back on me as soon as our clothes get back on. I even told him about the hospital, somewhere that you're supposed to be safe, how men even in there can get their own ways. I feel sick to my stomach, I always always always pick the wrong ones. Maybe I like it, if they were all sweet and dandy I'd probably run away from them just as fast as these pricks run away from me. Fuck this and fuck that, I'll curse like a sailor if I want to. There's nothing left, I'm at the end of my rope and it sucks.

Too bad, you get me naked and bloody instead.