Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Call me Carrie
Justin, I still don't know what is going on with you. Either you have a real prowl right now or someone is testing or questioning me further for you to keep milking whatever it is we are. Right now, I'm sticking with my Carrie Abovewood name. You sure have a lot of shares now with a lot of guys. I'm anorexic to having any kind of supposed marriage with you. Someone is confirming the DJ's sense of identity with me but it is still awkward that you are just not representing yourself. I wonder what the other Justin thinks of that. Does he see himself as some kind of payed actor or something? Justin, right now I think you just want me because you can't have me. You know I'm wandering off again. I'm really upset that you don't want to give up on wanting to change how I feel and who I will or won't like or accept. I'm most upset at the Hugh Jackman move and that you gave yourself the credit of subjecting me to other women. I hate you for thinking you still deserve me or that you would think I'm giving in or feeling inferior to your subjectification. I AM NOT TAKING YOUR APE NAME BACK. IT IS YOUR RAPE FROM HERE ON OUT. I KNOW THE DETAILED CHOICE I AM MAKING DESPITE MY VULNERABILITY.
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