To a man character
is demon (Heraclitus)
Men call me
“whore." They say I'm a whore.
Very simple the
minds of men. For them, you are the mother, the sister, a saint or a whore.
I'm twenty-five
years old. I had about two hundred men. I made love the first time when I was
eigtheen.
I do not remember
all their faces. I do not remember all their names. I remember their smells
though. Their sexes. The enjoyment I felt with each one of them.
People do not
understand. I'm not a whore. I just need sex like you need to eat or breathe.
Sex calms me down.
It makes me feel good.
When I'm nervous I
need a man. His body, the heat of his flesh, calms me. They make me feel I am
no longer alone on this earth.
His member takes
away the deep pain and anguish I carry around. Anguish that comes from afar.
Unknown.
I masturbate every
day. Inside me there is the fear of failing. The terror that my dreams one day
will abandon me forever.
I'm not a bitch.
People do not understand this.
It's just my way of
being. The way I feel life.
And I pray life.
It's my way of
saying to the world, "Hey I'm here me too!"
Il Sorriso della Meretrice Amazon
Princas Vilnuje
Fabrizio Ulivieri
Il Sorriso della Meretrice Amazon
Princas Vilnuje
Fabrizio Ulivieri
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