I don’t need you to kill any spiders. I can buy my own flowers. I prefer to sleep alone. I have books for company. I wear my father’s old clothes; it’s so easy to conjure up his ghost. I don’t agree when you call me pretty; luckily you say that rarely. I can’t afford to cook for two. You will never know who I really am or what I really do. I only bother to shave my legs for you. I am wasting your time just as you are wasting mine. I am happier by the sea but you won’t take me. I will always have Bukowski. I don’t love me. I don’t want your money. You are not a necessity. I can turn you into a memory.


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