Mind in The first song of a weeping willow

Do you ever have a thought that you hate. But then it slowly creeps and grows on you until it is an option… Stripping. Ya girl has thought about stripping. Even considering something as scandalous as this has got me hating myself. A friend of mine, her coworker had her first shift at a night club the other week and walked away with six hundred dollars! How can I not even consider after hearing that!? I would never be the person to do anything of the sort. But here I am living paycheck to paycheck with a full time job that I love… I just don’t make enough. My brain can’t stop circling on how great it would be to have that extra cash. Of corse I gotta take in that it was a well paid night for her first shift. But four hours, once or twice a week! Bam! Bills for the month are paid. Play time for me! The problem I have is that the thoughts in my head make it seem like stripping’s going to make all my financial problems disappear… Sure it probably could, I’d be rollin in the dough no doubt. But, what about my integrity. What would be left, would anything be left? Is it something I won’t even twice about? Like a normal job, just another way to make money… The money… Will people notice? I live with four roommates including my brother. No one could ever know! How will I pull this off!? I don’t know, but kinda wanna find out…