Is that the best you can do?

I am, truly, not the girl you take home to mom & dad. I am not the girl you date. I am the girl you call last-minute for sex, when it’s mutually convenient. I am never the girl who goes home for the holidays, goes to your corporate dinner party or even meets your friends.

Bad Annie went on a ‘real’ date yesterday and barely knew how to conduct herelf. After a chaste kiss goodbye I wasn’t sure if I’d failed somehow or if that’s how it’s supposed to go.

At this point in my life, shouldn’t I be able to be my true fulfilled self and still be able to be with a partner? WTF. I’ve been completely deceived.