Monday, September 13, 2010

Sluts and Whores

Day 19: Whores. Can't live with em', can't live without em'. Actually that saying doesn't apply to whores at all, I just felt like saying it. Today's topic: whores. Other names for a whore are slut, tramp, hoe, wench, floozy, vamp, hussy, and many more colorful names. I don't understand  them...I really don't. How can you be physical with someone you don't care about? Maybe I'm just old-fashioned. That's the point of hugs, kissing, etc. is to show someone you care about them. If you're doing those things and you don't care about them, all you're telling them is, "I find you physically attractive."

How degrading is that? I mean seriously doesn't that bother you? I want to be liked for my personality not for the way I look. There are lots of hot people in the world. Nowadays you can buy beauty. A good personality is what is hard to find. Also, if you throw sex and other intimate things around like they're nothing, what happens when you meet someone who  actually means something to you? The things you do with them won't mean anything because you've already done it so many times before them with a lot of different people.
It's like chocolate cake. If you eat chocolate cake every day it's not special anymore. Plus, you get fat. If you're hooking up with a different person every night or week then the act loses its value. Then when you find someone you really like and you want to make them feel special, you can't. You can't because you've already done the same thing with too many people. That new person is no different and you have nothing left to offer them.

It's kind of surprising that I'm not a slut. I get addicted to everything else, I don't know why boys would be any different. Actually, I am kind of a whore when I think about it. Not a physical whore but an emotional whore. I flirt with guys and make them like me but then when they show interest in me I reject them. I just realized what a cruel bitch I am.I might as well just go the whole nine yards and start hooking up with a ton of guys. LOL jk I'm not going to start whoring myself out. I've got enough problems without having to deal with being a slut. It sounds like a lot of work. Too much work for a lazy butt like me.

I understand that hooking up is a coping method just like cutting, alcohol, and drugs. I guess it's a coping method that I just don't understand. It's probably because I'm so anti-social. And I'm too picky. Oh well I guess I'm just not cut out to be a whore. As a side-note, why does Chinese food taste ten times better out of a takeout box? Ah, the mysteries of life...

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