I honestly don't know how this got written, especially since the subject I was thinking about didn't even make it into this little... thing... I don't even know what to call it, ha. I've just been thinking a lot about how "too nice" guys and gals get the short end of the stick it seems like. Anyway..... hope you all enjoy.
You used to have morals.
When did you change, you wonder. When did your world change? There used to be a time where you were more naïve, when your goody-two-shoes still held their innocent shine. Homework always got done, drugs were bad and so where the people who did them, and being drunk was simply some far off concept. Sex before marriage was questionable, not to even mention sex before a relationship was unconceivable.
And now, and now… well, you used to have morals.
Your old self would say that you’re headed for hell in a hand basket, while the present self can’t muster up the effort to care. It’ll be a pretty basket you think because all you can say is that you’re only young once. Nice girls, too nice girls finish last. You want to win.