Thursday, October 1, 2009

Playing The Angel


If you see me laughing. Assume that my blood is boiling. In the end, I'm glad Lucille DeltA Airlines has decided to "fly" to her own new brand new future. I'm glad she's clear on what she wants and that it ain't sex with me. I'm glad my presence helped her clear herself up, because I strive to make one good deed, one messed up whore at a time.

Ha--fucking--ha.

Caroline used my body and then dumped me for her perfect life. Lucille took it to another level, she didn't even need my body, all she needed was my "essence". Me being "there" was enough, and now she's dumped me for her perfect future.

Though duh she gets to do that. I'm her bro. We're total friends. I know her very well. She's looking out for herself. She wants what's best for herself. Respect to that. I agree. And she thinks she knows what's best for me.

Right?

Flat no. Not a chance. Not even Einstein's neurons could conjure them up. Screw Interpol's deductive training. I'm guessing a conversation that starts with "I'm sorry" never heads in a good direction. And one that discusses along the middle "Aren't you in love with...?" followed by "I don't want to hurt you" is probably sliding further downward on the dumb-assumptions scope. Never mind one that ends in "I'll be there for you" followed by a quick disappearance. Yeah. Hello empty space. Thank you for always being there for me too.

And speaking of flat... I should have a fee. I'll fix you up good for a blow job. You'd think at the very least I'd live to see that. At least Caroline delivered... but Lucille? Oh Lucille, you sly little fox. With your boo-hoo's and your hoo-haa's you slithered under the radar and scored the best of both worlds. Got your friend and ate it too. Kept your body and your dignity, and got off Scot-free from a deal with the devil.

And I got to play the angel. Cause duh, we're such bros! Hell I felt incestuous just looking at your face! Chums like us know each other like a Hollywood Insider! I've got my bitch's back baby! She ma ho! You mess with her an' you be trippin'!

What a hoot!

Erase and Rewind.

Caroline... When the fuck did I establish myself as "Your Ho" material.

Erase and Double Rewind.

Lucille... When the fuck did I establish myself as "Your Bro" material. I'm re-recording all over this history.

Now who's laughing?

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