Amsterdam, 3AM
It was well past 3 in the morning when the last client left and for the first time that night it became quiet in...
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It was well past 3 in the morning when the last client left and for the first time that night it became quiet in...
Read confessionSaturday night, the club was packed, the air heavy and sticky, the music vibrating through your chest so you couldn’t hear your own thoughts,...
Read confessiona memory May 1st is that kind of day when everyone pretends life is simple, that everything is just cheap beer, burnt grilled meat...
Read confessionToday I didn’t rush to leave, even though I usually jump out of bed as soon as it’s over, pull my panties back on...
Read confessionI know that when people hear "whore," they give you dirty looks.They judge you, they look down on you, they think you're a pathetic...
Read confessionWell, today was a shitty day.I don’t know if it’s just me having bad luck or if it’s the full moon and all the...
Read confessionI swear, if I hear one more guy asking "can I touch you?" I’ll spit in his face.Man, if you come to a whore...
Read confessionEveryone is looking for love.They want “I love you”, they want hearts, they want emotions.Man, to hell with your cheap declarations.When I hear “Shut...
Read confessionwritten with one hand on me and the other on the screen I’m lying here, naked, my ass against the cold sheets, listening to...
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