I see what you’re doing.

I know that you’re using me.

Do you think that I am too naive to understand your late night phone calls?

That when your full attention in the bedroom shifts to unresponsiveness

I don’t realize what I am to you?

I am a first generation college graduate, first generation graduate student, full time professional, head fucking bitch.

I grew up without a father, not due to lack of love rather lack of luck.

I survive, I persevere, and I make it look effortless.

But don’t you mistake for one minute the value of the person you’re using

the body you’re taking for granted.

The voice on the other line.


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