i realized a night club is like a forest and the boys are wolves and i am a little lamb trapped somewhere in it. they can smell me and want to rip me to shreds and devour me. to them i am a prize to go home with, a trophy. it is all a hunting contest and i am the deer. oh to be bambi and constantly live in a state of fear. 
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freakpirate:
You should work on getting some boobs in your journal!
freakpirate:
That's what I like to hear.