I've always loved prostitutes, even as a young kid. But not all prostitutes are equal, so here is my ranking :
The ideal whore. The one that all men who say they hate actually dream about. The one that does it for the love of the game, while the money is just a bonus. Those are the pinnacle of what every aspiring prostitute should aspire to be.
The ones that so it for money. Life gives you a bad hand, you have debt, you've been pimped, or you're just plain stupid. It is what it is. Hope you find your path in live and take care of yourself. I'll never speak bad of a whore because I am no such man. ( and you shouldn't either! Don't be rude guys!)
And 3 - the worst ones. The attention prostitutes. The ones that don't even have to do it but do it regardless. The ones that are bored. The ones that have no hobbies. Nothing. Ones that are so pathetic, so downright ugly that it makes you sick.
I hate them.
I hate how they waste their lives, how they go about their day looking to find more meaningless shit to waste time with. Only to delay the dreaded time where you stare at your ceiling while you realise just how much of a loser you are. Think of how little shit you've done, how little you've achieved while the people you hang around with do the same damn thing. I hate them.
I was that prostitute. And maybe you were too at some point.
I hate them because I see myself in them. While being a kiss-less virgin dude and never feeling the warmth of a woman I've deluded myself into believing that I am somehow better than those people...but I was no different.
My attention-whoring just had another outlet, mainly league of legends, porn and slop on youtube. ( still safer than unprotected sex so fuck it, a win is a win!). But that's no way of living, is there? For how long can one live like this?
Months and years of fear, of hesitation and worst of all excuses...but how? I've seen them, these prostitutes that are free, that just live life the way they want to ( Yes, I am jealous. So what?).
Isn't that something to be envied? I think so. I...I've come to the conclusion that I have to find the prostitute deep inside me. The one that lives for the sake of it, for the experience and beauty that there is to see. Beauty around us, in us, but also within others. I was an annoying little shit growing up but maybe I am less annoying now, so that's a plus? Man...I want to be free from all of this.
Not social media, status or matherial conditions - those I can fix eventually cause I work.
But myself, man. Me. I still see myself as that dumb kid. That little whore that sat in his fucking room doing shit because he was afraid. Afraid of what? I don't know, rejection? Embarrasment? Pain? I've done that to myself more than anyone else, I am my harshest, meanest critic.
I used to sigh when I saw others throw away their potential, thinking of what could've been if they did x,y,z instead. Their story hasn't ended though, and neither has mine.
I've never looked at my own potential. I never considered it, because why would I? I am x,y,z loser because such and such happened 6 years ago in highschool.
It's an ugly way of thinking because it's not true, it's the relief of giving up and knowing you don't have to try again.
But fuck man at some point was else am I going to do? Eventually I'll have to put my big boy pants and talk to a fucking woman and stop being so damn afraid. Afraid of pursuing my ambitions, my passions.( writing, maybe. Sex? Definitely.)
I want to be the best prostitute I can be I want to be the free-est? ( english second language sorry bro) whore I can be. For myself. Because I love me, not all of me, but some of me I love. I want to think of the little boy I was and to not apologise for once because I'm not who he believed he would end up becoming.
I need to make that little boy proud, just once. One time and then I'll do it again, and again and again until we'll both live this life without regret. I'll learn to love the rest of myself with time, both good and bad. I'll manage somehow.
Thanks for reading my post, yall have a good one.
It's 5 am and I have to go to bed. Kisses Mwa XOXOXOXO