Whores have more fun, and gentleman prefer them, right? Of course, nobody wants to bang virtuous and clean. Which is why I totally hate my life right now. I miss being the fucking slut.
The smell, the taste, hands around my hips pulling me towards him, I miss it all. Touches on my thighs, tongue in my mouth. It felt right. It wasn't right, but it felt like it. If anything I just miss being an object. There's such a wonderful sense of detachment that you can really just get away from yourself. I didn't fucking care at all. I would get away from me and become the person I really wanted to be; Uninhibited, Promiscuous, Self Destructive, and Free.
Now I'm bound by my insecurities. My weight, my skin, my everything.
But fuck it, tomorrow's Vans Couch Tour and I'm gonna' get fucked. C: