The Honesty Of A Good Whore
She stands before me golden legs poised and primped all the way to her ears. As glorious as the skin shines it cannot seem to hide the imperfection of fashion and color choice she has chosen to cover and conceal her genitals with. Genitals what a curiously lame word to describe the disgustingly beautiful orifice.
Back to the color scheme of choice before the smell overtakes my thoughts. The white, dive into the white, drive into the white, white is the dove of deception. The dove white or brown will still gladly shit on your parade with no discrimination, but the purity of mythical white is the choice of color that I backtrack to track back to. She was wearing white shorts, what a sad defect to be the punctuation to closure with all of that wasted resource of skin and lust. I will not overlook the poorly chosen fashion agenda.
Why white? My theory is untested because the fact of the matter is only that I will never trust enough to get close enough to a girl that brandishes white shorts. White shorts on a girl is a screaming sign of a slut. Raunchy slut hides her past by the illusion of a purified color.
White will hide an error if it is an error of purity but white will not hide the error of agape legs that have been pounded and pretzeled. A girl who hides behind the white shorts only says with the screaming sensibility of a crazed obseviness I am ashamed and hiding from me.
Whores wear leggings of red and sluts wear white. A whore is at least a brutally honest creature yes I fuck, I fuck hard, and I am good at it. A slut says I didnt mean to fuck I thought he was the right guy. The right guy happens to be an easy application to fill out you need only a social security number and a pen with enough ink to spread the mind open enough so that you can cram the rest of you in.
So am I an asshole yes. But BUT, at least I have the taste enough to walk away from the white and fuck the honesty of a good whore. Because at least she can towel off and not hide from the fact that she is what she puts in her and it happens to be me. So take your white shorts and your fake sense of pride and stop hiding from the fact that you have the feel of a cock and the scream of your voice as a reminder of what you are and embrace it. And never hide behind a pair of shorts that only say one thing. My body is embarrassed please fuck it and make it feel better.
She stands before me golden legs poised and primped all the way to her ears. As glorious as the skin shines it cannot seem to hide the imperfection of fashion and color choice she has chosen to cover and conceal her genitals with. Genitals what a curiously lame word to describe the disgustingly beautiful orifice.
Back to the color scheme of choice before the smell overtakes my thoughts. The white, dive into the white, drive into the white, white is the dove of deception. The dove white or brown will still gladly shit on your parade with no discrimination, but the purity of mythical white is the choice of color that I backtrack to track back to. She was wearing white shorts, what a sad defect to be the punctuation to closure with all of that wasted resource of skin and lust. I will not overlook the poorly chosen fashion agenda.
Why white? My theory is untested because the fact of the matter is only that I will never trust enough to get close enough to a girl that brandishes white shorts. White shorts on a girl is a screaming sign of a slut. Raunchy slut hides her past by the illusion of a purified color.
White will hide an error if it is an error of purity but white will not hide the error of agape legs that have been pounded and pretzeled. A girl who hides behind the white shorts only says with the screaming sensibility of a crazed obseviness I am ashamed and hiding from me.
Whores wear leggings of red and sluts wear white. A whore is at least a brutally honest creature yes I fuck, I fuck hard, and I am good at it. A slut says I didnt mean to fuck I thought he was the right guy. The right guy happens to be an easy application to fill out you need only a social security number and a pen with enough ink to spread the mind open enough so that you can cram the rest of you in.
So am I an asshole yes. But BUT, at least I have the taste enough to walk away from the white and fuck the honesty of a good whore. Because at least she can towel off and not hide from the fact that she is what she puts in her and it happens to be me. So take your white shorts and your fake sense of pride and stop hiding from the fact that you have the feel of a cock and the scream of your voice as a reminder of what you are and embrace it. And never hide behind a pair of shorts that only say one thing. My body is embarrassed please fuck it and make it feel better.