This is the Do Me/Date me file. This is a shh shh conversation with my mind that will make no sense to you. Don't even bother reading it.

Matt-Hit me over the head just want someone around
Elvis-Do me. Obviously. One night stand FTW.
Anony-just pissed about what happened. F U.
Andrew-Love of my life and soul mate
Brian-Do me. College, nothing.
Andrew again-God help me.
Levi-Do me. End my future.
Garrett-I loved him. I don't know what happened.
Tyson-Date me. He loved me. Didn't feel the same.
Scott-DO ME. I loved him and thought we could go far. He thought he was too good for me.
Andrew-Poor Andrew, I loved him and went running to him for help.
Anony-I don't even know what happened.
Daniel-Bastard. Do me. Obviously. Married jack-ass.
Scott-still wouldn't realize he wasn't too good... he wasn't even AS good.
Jake-Do me/Date me... not date me as in want to take care of me, more of date me because I'm lonely... and the do me only applied to his 'techniques' behind closed doors... and then I got pregnant...

There are names missing. Evan, do me. Justin, do me. The ones that wanted to date me but I couldn't find myself attracted to. Nick, Patrick... there are more recent names that also are omitted. For various reasons. Still. I allow myself to be a do me girl. Woman. It's the only way to get a little of what I feel I need to be loved... and wanted... and needed... and wanted some more... even if I AM being used, and taken advantage of. :(

Integrity is lost
Admist the sea of tremors and quakes
Hopelessness found in the
Eyes of yet another
Physically clinging to promises
Soon to be broken
Woe to the words
Woe to the words
Acknowledging the likelihood
Of another misconception
Warily she takes the step
In an agonizing direction

What would be your dream Valentines date?
A night in Tuscany in a not so over the top hotel with a balcony. Wine under the stars while holding hands. A walk at four in the morning so we can smell the bread baking. A visit to a small book store and a quick flick at a shabby foreign theatre. Eating a strange breakfast in bed because the hotel clerk didn't understand english well and laughing while picking at it. Mooning eachother on the airplane home. Perhaps joining the mile-high club.