I don't think I'll ever be the domestic type. I don't think I'll ever settle down. I don't think I'll ever find someone to settle down with me. I don't think I'll ever even find someone not to settle down with either.
Probably because I'm two people at once. I'm quiet, vulgar and cynical. I'm loud, obnoxious and drunk. Hardly any have seen both. Hardly any want either.
I'm attractive in the way that you never know what you'll get until you figure out that you'll never get what you want.
I'm afraid of cuddling, soft kisses and quiet afternoons. Heavy breathing, rough sex and mornings after terrify me. I don't know what I want and that's why I'll never get anything. I can't sort out the two different wants and needs from the two people I am but know nothing about.
I guess I'll always just be the little girl who hates the smell of your skin and taste of your mouth. I'm never growing up.
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