Dreams

I remember going to Downtown Chicago to a "hip" club once. At this club, they had girls dancing on elevated boxes wearing boy cut underwear and push-up bras. I want to be that girl. I want to be the girl that the club pays to dance on top of a box. The girl that makes other girls gossip about her, and say things like "She's a ho" or "I bet she's dumber than a box of rocks" because they really are jealous. Yes, I do believe I want to be that girl.