I don't like to sit upon your lap
And cuddle close to you
I don't like it when you touch me
And do the things you do
I know I shouldn't do it
Although I don't know why
But every time it happens
Before I sleep, I cry

Don't tell me that it's all my fault
Or that I'm the one to blame
Because I am just a little gorl
And I can't share your shame.
Don't smack me when I'm not naughty
And don't watch me get undressed
Don't let me see you without your clothes
And when it's time for bed PLEASE let me rest!

Soon it will be time to go
And Mom won't let you near me
Or when I give a cry for help
Someone will be there to hear me
I'll be glad when I don't have to stay here
Then you'll leave me alone
I'll be glad when I'm a big girl
And then I can take a bath on my own!!!

Boi
Boy
I am a boy
Gorl
Girl
I am NOT a girl
Don't try to tell me what you think you know
You're wrong
You're always wrong

oh man, girl ****** up good,
i was into psychotic and schizophrenic girls,
but now she's not getting booked
for events,
because she spoke **** behind my
back...
her son is her earning milk cow crutch...
i still wanna...
i know it's a bad idea...
i have people left right and centre protecting
me...but i want to **** this mad
ginger *****...
well... chances are... i probably won't...
i keep sending her my d.j. choices...
of this music, that music...
lately i sent her my yield...
yield? about ten litres of wine i made
myself... imagine, though...
if we had drinking habits like that:
once a year, ten litres of the "liquorice"...
who would have any alcoholics about?!
come to think of it... when you smoke
tobacco... you're basically pouring
butter into your gut...
at least: that's what it feels like...
but she had to **** around with the guy
on his toes on her first shift...
it's a real shame... i was really eager
to... flirt with this mad *****...
but then i have people covering me...
****... people are looking out for me...
guess i'm of some worth...
that's all i ever attracted: mad *******...
well then... there's me going to the brothel
in the next two weeks...
because? apparently it's safer...
more transparent...
              those three days were torture
though... feeling like a stupid teenager
boy... and then on the 4th day i day...
one girl accusing another girl of a lie...
blah blah...
           what?! i should have stuck working
with my father... this is *******
playground *******!
i just watched: The Intern starring Roberto
De Niro... yeah... that's me...
but, like... 30 years younger...
girl ****** up good... so long gorl.