You know what I'm never doing ever again..?
Moving in with the whole family of another boyfriend.
I don't want anyone else's shit to clean up.
Just my man & MY kids.
I have no desire to make my mom, his.
I know the economy is tough.
But fuck this man, enough is enough.
I'm not a mail order bride.
I won't do your parents laundry.
Or swallow my pride.
At this point, I long for days
where men actually took girls on dates.
That feels like forever ago.
But until it happens again
I'm happy alone.
Single is actually pretty fucking sweet.
Because you know what? Everything is clean.
I mean, going for a drink,
shouldn't be that hard.
You can't put 12 dollars on a credit card?
What happened to when good girls got courted?
Last date I had, I paid for what HE ordered.
So, I need to find me a really old man
As a matter of fact,
I think I am.
This tuesday, karaoke at the brentwood grille.
I'm going to sing my sweet ass into some old mans will.
This dating bullshit has got me no where fast
but to chipped nails and a really chapped ass.
If I want to smoke bud, ill buy it myself.
The least you could do is ask me some place else.
I'm at my own house everyday,
I don't want to be here.
So, why would I want to stay?
Let's go for a drive,
I'd even sleep in your car.
We don't have to get food or go to a bar.
Be out, talking. That's good enough.
Maybe today's boys are just too dumb.
© LL
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