Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever been a stripper?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever been to a strip club.
Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever done porn?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever watched porn.
You’re the reason we exist.
You’re the demand to our supply.
If you disdain sex workers, don’t you dare consume our labor.
As they say in the industry, “People jack off with the left hand and point with the right.”
Last night i had a dream that i had been pulling my hair out without realizing it from this big patch at the back of the left side of my head, and of course I was freaking out about it and really upset/ashamed but i was like “oh wait i have like 8 different fancy wigs i can cover it” so i go to put on a wig and somehow all the hairs were pulled out of the same part of it as my head? and they were all like that, every single one had the same patch of hair missing, and so i thought “okay it’s fine i have hats, hats are fine” so i put a little hat on and went outside to do whatever i was doing that day, but it was like 99.9 degrees out and suuuuuuuper nasty and humid.
so i was walking around with this hat and it was already uncomfortable enough but then all these people kept making comments about it and being rude and invasive and i ran into one of my friends and they were like “oh my god you’re fucking weird take that stupid hat off” and pulled it off my head and then all the people who were in the area around us were just like SO disgusted and everyone was saying things like “what is wrong with her” and “wow she’s probably depressed or something” like it was gross/funny and i just sat down in the middle of the sidewalk and started sobbing, and when i finally calmed down enough to walk back home i looked up and everyone of the entire street was gone except someone had put one of those cardboard signs that homeless people have next to me and it said “give me money I’m worthless”