Finding my value.

    Tonight I'm spending my last night in Las Vegas.  For now anyways.  I talked to Doris last night for hours about what I've been doing the last few months, the people I've met and we both agree right now I'm just wasting time.  If I'm gonna do something I gotta do it, and stop making excuses.  Streetwalking is not what I intended, I might get crabs, or the scabies or something worse!  I'm not very proud of myself in that way.

   I was looking at the internet escorts and they is so damn pretty! I don't fit in with them.  I'm not  feeling so pretty today.  Them girls are top knotch, like the chearleaders from high school.  I didn't even finish high school.  Will the bunny ranch even think I'm pretty enough to work there?  It was quite after Doris fell asleep and it hit me, I'm a whore, I sell my pussy for money and I'm beginning to think I'm not even that valuable? This is why I'm leaving Las Vegas tonight.