Nov 21 2008
Sane …Sane… Insane
After spending most of my sleepless night seriously contemplating taking up a job as an escort…I’ve gotten a return e-mail from an agency I sent an e-mail too. Stating this is the worst absolute last choice any one should make in a job…that due to financial hardships(my place exactly) is the only reason people tend to take theese jobs. Code words and saftey drivers and watching out for police scams…sounds so wonderfully risky. Only problem…My boyfriend…the absolute love of my life…my soul mate…but then again he said last night he’d have no problem with it…In a sick way it turns him on thinking that I’d be with another guy but not have any emotional connection to him…weird huh? Anyways. I’m in such distress I can’t eat anymore …doubtfull that I’ll sleep till all my debts and fees and bullshits are payed off.
I’m scared.
So if anyone needs a date for a night that your willing to dish out 200-500 dollars on.
HOLLA.
