Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever been a stripper?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever been to a strip club.
Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever done porn?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever watched porn.
You’re the reason we exist.
You’re the demand to our supply.
If you disdain sex workers, don’t you dare consume our labor.
As they say in the industry, “People jack off with the left hand and point with the right.”"
He’s everything that I could ever ask for. Never thought I would say it but yes I can’t be without him. I can’t see a future without him. I choke back happiness whenever I’m with him. Pretty ironic cause I always thought relationships were an absolute waste of time. They’re either crying or ranting or angry at each other and then they’re back to crying. At least that’s what I see with my peers. And the cycle just never ends. Now I get it. You’re all admirable. I want that, to fight for someone, to love them irrevocably and passionately. Because frankly speaking, I can never be more happier. You give me so much joy it’s incomprehensible. I love you so much.