Me and my favorite whores are in the kitchen making cupcakes. We all cut and sing songs of happiness. We laugh at hard things in our life because thats the way it is and its not gonna change. We wear short mini skirts and dream of raindows and hearts. We use guys to cover up our pain and lonleyness. Everyday we fake a smile at all the fake people in this world. The only real people weve found are each other. We are all each other has.