I am the girl who lets you copy her homework; that is my function in relation to you. I did the work, I wrote the paper, and I’m letting you use it so you don’t have to do the work. Old news. All I wanted in return for a paper I’m giving you, for something I really didn’t care about (because if it were a paper for a subject that really mattered to me, I wouldn’t have given it to you; I’m not totally spineless), all I wanted was for you to ask what album am I have been listening too all night long. That is all, and you didn’t ask, you don’t care. You got what you wanted.
Whatever.
I know you are using me; if you mattered at all to me, I think I’d care more. I don’t. That is the difference between me and myself ten years ago. Boys like you no longer matter.
Honestly, I don’t know why I wanted you to ask what I’m listening to.
I think just so you know, I have musical balls too.
And better taste 🙂
