Dexter
Dexter
Nov 10, 2013

These men,
They don't mind sharing us.
They just don't want to know with who.

Now my clothes are stained with the memory's of the boys that took them off.

The ones that never bothered to learn my middle name.

And I never found out their favourite colour...

I can't get dressed without a flashback now days
#lust   #sex   #naked   #clothes   #slut   #lustpoem   #skank  

I can't name or count how many guys I've looked at approvingly thinking 'I'd love to fuck him' or whatever people say when they give that approving eye glance and nod thing. Of course I do it. All the time. I'm eighteen for gods sake. I can look!

However,

I can count all the guys I've genuinely fancied on both hands.

I can count the guys I've really liked on one hand.

I can count the guys I've kissed on two fingers.

I can count the guys I've actually called my boyfriend on one finger.

But that is not the man I love.

None of them are.

Because he's not a statistic.

He's a part of my soul.

Dont ever call me a slut. Ever.
#love   #soul   #slut  
Sadness is just another slut
CW
CW
Jul 29

Sadness and I
We dated for a while
That was before
I knew how to smile
Later I learned
He had cheated on me
Unlocked not only mine
But everyone's hearts
With this key
That had opened
So much more
Than just a heart
From skin
To cruelty
But oh, how did he close the most important thing
Now let me start,
A desperate teenage girl, how cliché
Those are the easiest to get at
He came in with much say
My thoughts grew silent
As his voice shouted and took over
Ever so violent
He Cut through my heart
Scars on the inside and blood
Would pour out
The red liquid turned into
Words, screaming "HELP!"
I could no longer pursue
An abusive relationship
Though I was in love with
My situation
I craved him
As everyone does
They want his attention
Just because
But in reality
Any one can walk away
You just have to be wise enough
To have the say:
Let go and say good-bye
In the end it will be alright
But not if you hold on to the past
Then the bad will always last
Be strong enough to stay away
Sadness is just another slut
All they want to do is play
Creating a never ending game
Where no one wins, the scores always the same

**I am a slut**
Alyssa Margaret Jean Gillespie

I wear low cut shirts
And shorts so, well, short
They practically perform a colonoscopy
I throw myself around at strangers
I drink so much the people I've kissed
Blur together in a fuzzy mosaic of faces
I am a slut
I'm insecure
I'm narcisstic
I wear red lipstick
I flirt past the point of no return
I am a slut
I made out with this guy
Actually like five or six
But at least one had a girlfriend
I am a slut
I am a sister
I am a daughter
I am a teenager
I am a survivor
I am a writer
I am a listener
I am a person
But all that seems to matter is
I am a slut

Quick scribbles
#life   #label   #teenager   #hard   #sister   #person   #annoying   #slut   #judgement   #rough  
slut.
Emma Howard

love.

to feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone).

i learned to love with my lips and my hands, my body pressed against another's skin, whether their hands fondle my breasts or grip my throat does not seem to matter, because i myself do not feel as though i have worth; i haven't much to offer other than smooth curves and a (nearly) flat stomach.

self respect.

pride and confidence in oneself; a feeling that one is behaving with honor and dignity.

i do not respect myself; i am not honorable, nor proud of my actions, promiscuous ways, or clumsy feet that seem to trip me up at the slightest misstep. i am insecure and hesitant to treat myself as though i am of value. i do not believe in myself and put the sexual frustrations of others ahead of my self-image.

making love.

sexual love: sexual activities (often including sexual intercourse) between two people

i do not make love; i have never made love. i have told myself time and time before you love him and though i really do believe it to be true more often than not, he never tends to love me back, and somehow that makes the love i claimed to feel seem as though it is merely a counterfeit. i do not love; i only hope.

slut.

a woman who has many casual sexual partners.

though i have had many sexual interactions, i am not a slut. i am not a woman who gives herself away only for pleasure for the moment i did not intend to be used by different men of many ages; i am merely jaded and confused, for i do not love sex, i simply wish to love and be loved in return and though sex seems to be the quick solution, it has shown to be the biggest problem.

downfall.

a loss of power, prosperity, or status.

sex has become my most prominent downfall and though it affects only me it has seemed to tear my relationships, myself, my life, my family, my circle of friends, my mind apart. i have grown to loathe the male species and i have become a bitter shell of the girl i used to be; proud of what i was, i have never felt this way before and i do not intend to let myself continue to demean myself any longer.

love.

to feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone).

i will learn to love myself, my flaws, my past, my scars, my downfalls, and my vices. i will show myself some respect and though i may never make love and yes i may be a slut by definition, i will love myself more than anything and anyone; i will not put others' sexual frustrations before my own self image and i will never let a boy's feelings towards me determine whether i feel right about having sex. i will not love the boys more than i love my dignity and i will not be a slut by definition,
but i will be me and i will be beautiful and i will be the only one i base my decisions on.

love.

noun; something i feel for myself more now than ever.

I've made a lot of mistakes. I may be a slut by definition, but will not let it control me. I've always been very insecure about the amount of boys I've slept with and the things I've done at such a young age. I am no longer telling myself I broken or worn, I am going to love myself as a whole, because that is all I can do.
YOU'RE A SLUT
Rebecca-lee Greene

YOU'RE A SLUT
YOU'RE WORTHLESS
YOU'RE NOTHING
YOU'RE FAT
                  UGLY
                  SLUT
                  SLUT
                 SLUT

I am not a slut!

Women are called a slut by almost everyone. A boyfriend, he doesn't like your outfit, "slut" a best friend saw you talking to the guy she likes "slut" a random guy driving by in his car "slut"
If you are not a slut, and I am not like you,
Forgotten Dreams

You people think I care,
When you call me these names.
You think I haven't heard them all before.
But I will only ask one question,
If you are not a slut, and I am not like you,
Does that mean I am a slut?
Because yes I'm not like you...

It's not exactly a poem, more of a reaction .... but it is true for everyone out there that gets called names...It says a lot more about the name-caller than the you
they're being a slut"""""""""
kailyn senpai

"""""""""""who sprayed all that perfume
they're being a slut"""""""""

ipidjf
If I'm a slut,
Katie Wilson

If I'm a slut,
it's because I let society
fuck me on the daily.

 
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