[231]: who cares about Dallas?
i'm so tired
of looking at you
realizing
you're just pornography
the kind that
takes the value
away from skin
making it
cheap
making the same "Oh!" faces
as you do in the mirror
when you're thinking
about yourself
and sometimes
you have these moments
where I watch you
and think,
"yes,
this is what you are about"
but if I try to rewind
back to that scene
i feel how empty everything is
the lack luster lighting
and that your lines
are poorly rehearsed.