I wanted to take the violin apart.
I couldn't play it. I just sat there looking at me in it's mockery.
...but I could take it apart and make it something that I understood.
Then I could play it.
I wasn't given the same list of rules. I wish I was.
I was given the short skirt blow job list...
do this.
do that.
I got finger banged on the bus in my catholic school girl skirt in 7th grade.
It stopped after I put his head thru the window.
Shattered.
Yeah. I got the fuck it bucket list.
The Glory Hole Sunday.
Funday. ha.
I took a chance.
These fucking days all blend together anymore.
It's a Sex Wax Sunday without the surf.
Blown out.
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