It’s depressing when someone I know becomes a product of “sex sales” and is now intertwined into the gruesome world that promotes one must bare their bodies to be told that they are beautiful. She wants to be beautiful, wanted, the one men lust for. She forfeited all her morals, now the un-titled promiscuous girl to the moral-ed minds, but beautiful in the shallow minds.
What happened to the girl that once sat beside me and would say how sad it was about the girls exposing them selves in the magazines and television screen? Were you just saying that out of envy?
She’s lost. she’s in a ditch, but she is convinced that the ditch is the best placed to be, she doesn’t care that she sold her soul. Untamed Life’s a b*tch.