Girls wear white on their wedding day because it proves they are pure and clean. Clean from the stench of dirty hands and eager dicks that threaten to spoil what was perfectly conceived for that night of awareness.
The unsolved mystery finally calculated to reveal the nature of love and faithfulness.
We grow up to resist the tempted crowd as they wait for the right time to assign the label that depicts a life immersed in the candid thrill of sex, lies and videotape.
I have a friend who loves to triumphantly indulge, but every time the sun comes up — as she shares her activity from the night before — her subtly apologetic demeanor forces me to imagine how the guy she played with is divulging his version of events.
Certainly not with the disclaimer of feeling like the S-word. Definitely not.
Even the most confident and intelligent women can still be intimidated by the forces of seduction that tamper with the complex minefield of what it feels like to be a girl.
Short skirts, baggy pants, cropped tops, billowy blouses, short shorts, Capri pants, mini skirts, peplum dresses, straitjackets, etc.
I’ve worn them all except the straitjacket which I’ve avoided so far but there are those days…
Point is, human sexuality isn’t as ceremonious as most of you think.
It’s really a visceral need to dig underneath the layers to uncover the suppleness of longing that calls without the assistance of assignment.
To explore the role of girls in the trenches of the male species and all that it embodies is reckless and unfair.
To be a girl is to be born with the capability to wither down the most formidable minds to a puddle of weakness just by twirling your hair with your fingers.
To be a girl is to pursue the values that won’t shame the men of your house even though your time of approach demonically passed right before their eyes.
To be a girl is to be afforded the choice to either be the whore in the bedroom or in full view. Based on the lack of virtue that plagues women who love sex. A little too much.
To be a girl is to choose the mid-length skirt with the tassels as the safe option of the night and then grip it with fury hours later.
After it failed you.
To be a girl is to listen to other big girls tell you what it was like or what it is like.
Girls, Boys, Men.
Nobody really knows what it’s like to be a girl.Tags: Sexuality