scotch tape

I stick better than scotch tape. . .a whole lot better. it sucks, for me at least. my mother always says "my girls are loyal to a fault. . ." and so apparently we spend half of what should be a good night staring down the street for a car that is never going to come. one minute you're happy indian and the next minute you're crying while you brush your teeth and stroking your own forehead just to try and fall asleep. you continue to defend and believe in those who would rather have forgotten you a long time ago. I'm starting to think that loyalty is hardly a virtue for those who have it. it's like intentionally closing your coat in someone's car door. . .with you still in it. and the people to whom you really wish your loyalty would matter will most likely label it a much baser thing. so it's sort of the virtue of the brokenhearted. maybe someone day it will be good but right now it's just. . .not.