
Then, this urge came in. The urge to fuck, to caress and dump my load in some pretty boy. My friends said my urge was normal and I was acting out because I broke up with my boyfriend. But no, it was more than that. I craved sex, not love. Does this make me a hoe?
I wanted it. I didn’t want to belong to anyone. Love didn’t mean much to me anymore because of…
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