Evil Goodness
Current mood: dirty
You know, I have this big dilema. I have this thing inside me I call "evil goodness". You know, we all generally try to be good, but we have a dark side that we don't often share with others and definitely not the world. The evil goodness is me wanting to be a good girl, but occassionally being driven to acts of depravity... or evil.
My goodness is the side of me that says no to drugs and doesn't drink and drive. The evil side of me is the one that intentionally wears heels that are too high, skirts that are too short, nails that are too long, and tops that are too low. I mean, what's the point of that? It's just going to frustrate some poor boys.
The goodness in me is the one who pays her taxes and her bills on time. The evil in me is the one who waits 8 days to return 2 day rentals to Blockbuster because they have a no late fee policy.
The goodness in me doesn't smoke. The evil in me secretly loves the smell of cigarettes. I even love the smell of beer but never would drink it. More goodness vs evil. The goodness in me drives 15 in school zones, and 25 in residentials, the evil in me drives 10-15mph over the speed limit every other time. The evil in me wants to take off my license plates and put on a batwoman mask and drive 100 through photo radar check points giving them the finger.
The goodness in me will give a guy on a street corner with a sign $20. The evil in me doesn't really want to give anything to the United Way or to a church. The goodness in me is legitimately concerned about global warming. The evil in me hates recycling and takes glee at throwing away aluminum cans in the regular trash. The goodness in me would never litter, but the evil in me laughs when friends do.
The goodness in me loves to be in a relationship. Meanwhile, the evil in me will sleep with a married man or a guy on the first date and not really think twice about it. The evil in me tells people just recently engaged that the 1 cause for divorce is marriage. Like a friend of mine invited me to participate in a party with him and some of his friends this weekend. At least two of them are married. Inside, I know that's bad... plus I'm not really the best marathon sex girl in the world. Like 3 hours is generally more than enough for me... still, I think I'll do it.
Sometimes evil is good and sometimes good is evil.
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