Even the Same Fucking Brand!

Once again, I just want to quit this town and go start over in a new place where no one knows me. I actually had a chance but was in lack of balls to do it.
Guess I'm not as interesting as I used to be... I gotta study, learn new shit and become unbreakable. Mme. B. told me that I liked playing the underdog and that I only threw bones to my preys to get their attention whenever I feel like it. After this highly accurate analysis she adviced me to become a stray dog (not her exact words but don't we all love to have metaphors in our little desparate literary attempts? oh yes we do.. oh yes we do...) that no one can take their eyes off. In order to survive -especially in my future career- I had to mesmerize everyone, anyone and make sure my contacs were consolidated.
I listened to her pep talk with a bit of amazement(love it when people are lucky enough to make accurate analysis about me) and a lot more of boredom.
Funny thing is, about an hour later I was more than willing to become the stray dog she wanted/wished for me to become. Why? 'Cause once again that asshole made me want it. I don't think I have a father complex but this...entity... makes me crave for it's attention. So yeah... I won't see that thing until I gain some accomplishments. Which means I have to do something till 24 November... That's enough of a motivation, right?...

Yummy yummy yummy I got love in my tummy

Delicious in so many ways~~