I seriously need to keep good CDs in my car.

If my life was defined by the songs that passed after I hit the “scan” button on the car radio, here’s what it would be:

“You gave me my wings so I can fly, I can fly. I’m just a girl”

“Come here rude boy, boy can you get it up. Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?”


“Promiscuous girl, you’re teasing me- you know what I want and I got what you need.”

(talk show) “God will SMITE you for it! He will have no other choice but to damn you to Hell!”

“Seems like I should be getting somewhere… somehow I’m neither here nor there”

“I don’t wanna talk anymore, I got my head and my heart on the dance floor”

So to sum it up, if I understand this correctly, I am no more than a promiscuous girl who is desperate to get a rude boy in bed, but he may not be up to my standards. Because of this, God is sending me to hell. And although I have no idea where I am at the moment, I did manage to dismember myself and leave pieces on the dance floor.

Awesome.

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