akane666

just worked a 4 hour shift.
i think i earned around 70 bucks or something...
its all good.
thats something.

no matter how many times i move, i have one home in cities anywhere.
the red light district or the equivilant...

the peeps there have always given me shelter, food, care, and all that other stuff i need to live.

ive been working in the district ever since i didnt feel safe at my parents house.
theyre the reason i am still safe and in one piece today.
that sounds ironic, huh?
but its true.

some peeps try to steer me away from such 'dangerous' territories.
saying they care about me and dont want anything bad happening to me.
they say they love me.

but when have they ever given me shit to survive???


the red light district is my one home.
the neon lights, men looking me up and down, deciding yes or no, dark alleyways, straight up cash, the long walk home swaying from right to left coz im so fucking tired.
thats what im used to.
thats how ive supported myself.

and i just went back to it today and i had sO much fun.
hope i get another shift at a different place tomorrow.
need some cash to pay my way in this place.
today was searving jap men alcohol.
tomorrow, i might get a shift making men comfortable with my body.

all good all good.
men are the same everywhere.
thanks kids for letting your dicks control your wallets.
helps me alot.

k. gotta go pass out now.
finally realized i only had one meal today...
ooooops.
had alcohol though