So Should I?

so really, i’ve been thinking to myself…why not get paid for your services?

i mean, seriously, a artists enjoys painting, they get paid for it, a photographer likes taking pictures, they’re paid for it, a musician enjoys music, they’re paid for it, and i enjoy sex, but am NOT paid for it…so why not change all that? it’s not like people don’t already think im a prostituite anyways…so i might as well get paid for that too…so yesterday

i met up with this guy. actually, i met two guys from craigslist yesterday.
the first guy was a college kid who i must say was very “socially awkward” i mean, i swear its like he was tripping on something when i met him, and “brought” him back to my house…he was dazed and confused, bumping into shit, and im just saying to myself, “how embarrasing” i knew people were watching me with this kid. so anyways, we get to my place, and i tell him we’re not having sex (not cause i didn’t want to, but because i ACTUALLY have my period, thanks mother nature!) but yea…so i asked him though, what was he expecting to do, and of course, his answer was sex. and i’m like…nooo, we could make out, fool around or something, but we can’t have sex. so where’s the weed?
he was supposed to bring some weed so i could get high, but unfortunately, his “out” of it self forgot it, and then i guess it went downhill from there? i was telling him its okay, and he kept insisting, i need to go get it, or i could bring it…or whatever, and i was like its okay, and then he just said i need to go. and i’m like WHAT?! i wanted to make out asshole, and you’re leaving? and i dunno, he was just out of it and so fucking weird, so i just said, whatever (he wasn’t even all that cute anyways) so yea, i walked him out and he leaves.

for some reason, i just kept thinking to myself, was it because im ugly? i mean….lol im told im hot alot, but damn, a guy just turned me down and not even some regular guy, a nerdy ass looking kid turned me down…so i’m just thinking to myself, i scared him off with my horrendous looks…so i go and ask my roommate, “am i ugly?” and she says yea, you pretty much are. thanks. so i ask her to be serious, and she tells me to shut the fuck up…and stop it…and that the guy was ugly anyways. didn’t really matter to me, with me already being some crazy bitch, and my period is on, i think i was going through the motions and some bitching mood swings, cause out of no where i started crying and didn’t even know why! i was also laughing.

so, after that, i needed to smoke some pot, ya know, to mellow myself out. so i told this dude he could come over at like ten, but bring some weed, and that he wasn’t coming into my house though, and that he’d have to find somewhere for us to go. he was cool with that. but man, i must’ve been desperate for some attention if i was meeting this guy, cause man was he a nerdy looking dude (and i usually like nerds, but mostly the hipster ones….they make me melt) but this guy though, has two kids, MARRIED (but seperated) was shorter than me, and looked older than he said he did. plus his car was gross…and here i was dressed as sexy as one could be, in a car with this weirdo…yes i said weirdo. is it the pot calling the kettle black, maybe, but boy, this dude was weirder than me.

he was telling me the last name of his wife, he was joking that he wants me to clean his house, he was smoking in the car (weed) he almost hit a pole, and he was telling me all the crazy shit he’s done. and what made that night go even worst? is that we eventually found a park, and so we went to it, and you know, it was like 12am….so it was sketchy as hell to begin with, so out of no where, a COP pops out…yes, a cop comes out of the shadow of the night and asks us what we’re doing…i’m fucking paranoid as hell, and so scared, i swear i would’ve shit my pants. i mean, the cop was looking at me like i was a hooker, cause the guy, he was so homely looking, and i looked like i was “working”…so the cop says just go back to the car you came from, because they’re looking for someone in there.
so we leave.
as we’re pulling off, this asshole begins to start smoking weed. yes, he starts smoking weed when he knows there are cops around. yes he starts smoking weed when he claims he’s on probation, fucking idiot.
so as we’re pulling off, a fucking state trooper flashes his lights for us to pullover…and yes, this dude is still smoking weed, but then as the state troopers pull up, he stashes it somewhere….the trooper than ask what the hell he was doing…and im hiding my face with my bag saying the same thing (but not out loud) and really dude, what were you doing? he didn’t have his headlights on, and he was driving in a no-zone or something, i dunno, but man was i fucking scared as shit…i’m just saying to myself, “i can’t go to jail, i can’t go to jail” shit…if i were to, i was going to bill him for my time. and make him bail me out…but the staties let us go and i just said to this dude TAKE me home…i just want to go home…and so he did, even though i swear he took the long route.

i felt bad because i know he probably hasn’t had sex in forever.
but man…we’re you creepy, and i’ve slept with some weirdoes, but man, i wouldn’t go that deep.