Well we are all so different aren't we? Some girls grow up wanting magic horses, some like to play dress up their whole life, some dream of that fantasy white wedding and that perfect picket fence home. Some dream about that soho apartment, the 'friends' life with witty lives that are led around the next cappucino. Some think they might just want more - hey call me the next Britney, or maybe that superempowered Madonna, some know they will burst upon the world.
Most just settle for the mundane. That boring domestc life, that daily grind of a job that's meaningless, the empty sex with an empty husband that long ago stopped being what they really wanted or needed.
Me? Well I'm just one of those that has something different inside of me. Me? I'm just one of those girls that never could see what all those desires and needs were about - endless fluff. Me? Well I think I just have a low down dirty soul. |