the bitch, the slut and the whore

there are different levels of prostitution.

1. the bitch: the bitch is a harmless and fun character. when you are with a bitch, you pretty much know you are with a bitch. in fact, she gets you at hello, because she is a bitch. you are either bored of your “family girl” (the kinda girl that you are with in order to marry and have kids with) or you are alone and tired of dating “smart but oh so not my type”s, so you end up with a bitch.

the bitch knows how to dress well. she follows the fashion magazines. you make fun of her for doing so, but at the end of the day, when she takes off that shirt sitting on top of you and you see that calvin klein bra that bares her nipples with-the-bra-on, you feel like buying those magazines, just to contribute to their income. of course, you never buy one. but she makes you think about it.

the bitch knows that she is not well-read and she is totally fine with it. she is happy that she has an intellectual like you around. she shows off to her friends with sentences she learns from you. tell the bitch about the classics she could find for free in any local library and she is the happiest woman on earth. (by the way, you would have to summarize the classic for her. the bitch would never read them. she would want you to read them and tell her about them. that’s when you get the brownie points and  midnight text messages)

the bitch is fun. she can even make bitching fun, for she has fun while bitching about anything and everything in the world. and watching her bitching about everything is fun, because it never occurs to you before that so many things in the world could be bitched at. she brings a new form of sophistication to the world that one develops a respect for.

the bitch is called a bitch, because she is a bitch. that’s her full time job. she is a bitch in the morning when your arms are wrapped around her. for some strange reason the same parfume that wears off on your skin by the morning is still very much vivid on hers. she is a bitch when she is putting on her make up. she is a bitch when she is bored of a chic restaurant, giving the waiters a hard time. she is a bitch driving on the road and swearing at big truck drivers. she is a bitch in business during meetings (at this point i have to draw the line between the bitch and the business bitch, which is a totally different version of a bitch, but i won’t get into that). she is a bitch in the kitchen for she has no idea how to even break eggs. and finally of course, she is a bitch when it comes to breaking up.

the bitch always breaks up with you in style. she doesn’t even bother with “it’s not you, it’s me.” she makes you feel that “it is you, of course not me!”. now that’s a bitch!

2. the slut: the slut sleeps with everyone regardless of their sex, nationality or religion. the slut does not care about your past, neither about your future with her. she tells you that she is a slut and watches you fall in love with her with pitying eyes. the slut never falls in love. she once had, and had her heart broken. she tells you from the start that you will only “have fun”. and you do have fun, until you realize that it is not only the fun that you were after.

no matter how hard you try, you always end up falling in love with the slut. and simply because of this very reason, she sleeps with someone else and tells you, preferably right after she fucks you. so you lie there, naked, trying to catch your breath after the sex of your life and wonder what the hell you have just done. you feel like an underpaid prostitute and you get furious.

the slut wants you to be mad. she wants you to yell and throw things at her. she enjoys to watch you scream and swear and cry. she doesn’t even know why.

when you are done, she reminds you that this was only supposed to be for fun. she reminds you how she had told you right from the start. she does not ask you to leave. she does not beg you to stay.

at that point, the choice belongs to you. you either leave, broken hearted, feeling stupid, swearing you will never ever ever will be with a slut again or you stay and fuck her again. she does not hold you after that fuck. she shows no sign of love.

hopelessly romantic ones, stay away from sluts. one slut and one bitch, can make you a bitch, but two sluts in a row turns you into a heartless slut.

3. the whore: the whore is a woman who has sex with you for your money although she is not a prostitute. kinda like millions of housewives all around the world who has sex with their husbands for the sake of keeping their marriage “healthy”. the whore may or may not enjoy sex. for the whore, frankly sex does not matter. it is not the sex that they are after, and yet that is the only connection a whore would ever have with you. strange, but true.

the whore has no feelings. she has no character. should not even own an id card to begin with, for the whore does not even exist.

me?

technically i am a slut for i have slept with dozens of women from around the world. my intentions were never the same as a slut. i’m simply running after the butterflies. therefore i wouldn’t call myself a slut. then, i am way too nice to be a bitch. i know all the classics by heart and i hate to put on make up.i always tip and can’t bring myself to shout at strangers. no matter how hurt i am, i am never afraid of falling in love again (stupid, i know, but again i am not a slut). that would leave us with the whore option but i have one simple rule for that one. and i sincerely hope you follow it as well:

whatever happens to you, never ever become a whore.

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