today.
i was standing on the pavement smoking outside of this place my friends were at, on my own.
and this guy came up to me. and was like "what're you doing?"
and i was like "not much.."
him: "dyou fancy coming home?"
me: "what?"
him: "dyou fancy coming back to mine?"
me: "nahh, i'm cool."
him: "are you sure? i've got money.."
me: "no thanks."
once i was at a bus stop at like 2am smoking & this guy, when i say guy...i mean tramp...like literally a tramp, asked for a cigarette so i gave him one.then he sat down. & i like moved up a bit cos he was sitting really close.
thennnn he was like "don't worry, im not going to rape you. but like...do you wanna go back to your house or shall we just have sex on the common?"
:|
I roll over and hold on tightly, and whisper "If they want you, they're gonna have to fight me,"
what the f'uck?
do i look like a prostitute?! it was like 6pm in a high street. but i think that guy was drunk cos he just came out of the newsagent with like two bags full of beer.