Saturday, November 17, 2007

a rose by any other name

What kinds of friends call you a slut to your face? We all know those people, who jokingly call you a slut, a whore, a bitch. And naturally, it’s all in jest and we laugh it off “Oh yes, hahaha, I am a dirty whore! Haha”. I do not find it particularly funny. I have a force field around me which deflects their quips of dissolution. They go flying right back in their face in fact. Twice friendships have dissolved for lack of appreciation of their funny little jokes. If I am acting like a dirty little whore, feel free to call me one. Because let’s face it: when we’re getting a good fuck from behind, who doesn’t like being called a hot bitch and a naughty slut. Repeatedly. And getting spanked. This I fully support.

However, if I am not in fact acting like one, look like one, talk like one- then don’t call me one. So I beg the question again, what kind of friends do this? The kind of people who whether sub-consciously or intentionally want to take you down a notch. They feel like they have to disrespect you, in order for themselves to feel better. You push someone lower, while you step on their whorish body and propel yourself to better social heights.

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