PS Naomi Watts really likes everything~
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The fate of prostitutes all over the world is the same
Aryanna 2022-03-23 09:03:05
The prostitutes all over the world are the same, just your mother should be born dissolute and greedy, afraid of death and shameless, no matter how she died, she died in the right place. It saves you being fucked all over your body and mind, and it is still fucked by a man and then by a woman, and after being fucked by an individual, and then by the state. After the fuck, everyone has to spit and curse: You bitch, fuck you, you look down on you, Fuck your family you gotta get down on your knees and be grateful.
PS Naomi Watts really likes everything~
PS Naomi Watts really likes everything~
Extended Reading
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Veronica Franco: There's not a man in Venice I can't have.
Marco Venier: And there's not a woman in Venice I can't have.
Veronica Franco: You cannot have me.
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Veronica Franco: I confess that as a young girl I loved a man who would not marry me for want of a dowry. I confess I had a mother who taught me a different way of life, one I resisted at first but learned to embrace. I confess I became a courtesan, traded yearning for power, welcomed many rather than be owned by one. I confess I embraced a whore's freedom over a wife's obedience. I confess I find more ecstacy in passion than in prayer. Such passion is prayer. I confess I pray still to feel the touch of my lover's lips. His hands upon me, his arms enfolding me... Such surrender has been mine. I confess I pray still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place, to where we are not even ourselves. To know that always, this is mine. If this had not been mine-if I had lived any other way-a child to her husband's will, my soul hardened from lack of touch and lack of love... I confess such endless days and nights would be a punishment far greater than you could ever mete out. You, all of you, you who hunger so for what I give yet cannot bear to see that kind of power in a woman. You call God's greatest gift-ourselves, our yearning, our need to love-you call it filth and sin and heresy... I repent there was no other way open to me. I do not repent my life.