You Want a F*****g Hoorah?

Here you go, darling. You're so damn innocent, aren't you? Have you really pushed all that naivety out the window? Don't lie to yourself because you're sure as hell not fooling me. I see that backdoor hoe within you, tapping on the glass waiting for him and his superficial grope.

Once you're a w***e, you're nothing more. All the boys see plastered face and open legs, so get ready honey, because here they come. There's a million other b*****s like you, pushing your chest up in your pictures and giggling like a moron. Don't worry, though. You'll get what you want. You'll get him to say "I love you".

Just know that it's not real. If you don't want to listen, that's fine. Go right ahead, let him in and through and everywhere that you should keep to yourself. I've done it, I know. He touches you oh so sweetly and he is oh so kind and he is an oh so good kisser. There's really no harm in letting his hand slither to your a*s, his lips slide to your chest, his legs slip around you. But really, keep a straight mind. You're a pawn, and he's the player. You're gonna get knocked out in the first round, baby. Shove that mouthguard in and buck up, he's coming with undercuts.