Whore of High School

Im not a modern day sort of girl, Im a retroville sort of whore ; Im the bad girl from the pulps that did mysteriously bad things in vaugely dirty language, the kind of girl that showed up on the covers of Kilgore Trout's Science fiction novels. And though I may have drunk this generations liqueor, but I certainly havent fucked its charmless men with disregard. They dont have enough hair, or, its not greasy enough for me. Their t-shirts are too big, and they dont know how to really look cool. Its hard to find a guy with guts to watch a good old fashioned zombie flick these days, whats a girl to do when the boy is wimpier then you are?The boys I went to school with werent my kind of scene. Sure, they wanted to fuck me. I was the whore of highschool, they felt it was their god given right. But I havent ever had a thing for that kind of guy, who loves his shoes too much and shaves his head. Dries me up like a california raisin.
But, despite the fact none of those loser where actually getting any, I was the high school whore. I wasent just that -- I was the girl with the good papers, I was the fatty, the anorexic, and the hot shit. I was the early graduate, I was the girl kicked around bathrooms.

But to boys, your either his sister, his mother, a potential girlfriend, unfuckable, or the Whore. And guess why I get a capitalization?

As the Whore, I wasent really a Lady, I was bruised up by boys I wouldent let fuck me, I was fucked by boys I wouldent let fuck me, I was all out of tears and spit at the end of the day. And it was ok, because, the Whore is almost like a faggot, to men. Just a guy with a cunt and tits they can knock around and kick a bit because she's just a fuck bag pretending she's more then the Whore you know she is. And that was me. I learned to kick and scream, and love boys who wear pantyhose like sisters, and big shouldered retro boy kickbacks.

I was hated by other girls for not belonging to tight cunt clubs and having a bad
reputation, I was honored by the same girls for not having to be a part of that club. I know what secrets and sexualitys find themselves uncloseted at the end of school years and in the dark dank hotel rooms, the beauty of dark, rolling flesh in hands and mouth, all the different fetishes and preferences a womans body desires. She's so finely tuned, and I love her for it, sacred female. And I wonder numbly why I am not the same? And the next day, they call me the whore again, and I dont hate the tight cunt club, because I pried their legs open.

I was the holy whore of highschool, and I didnt fuck anyone I went to school with that didnt fuck me by force. I wore too much makeup, not enough makeup, I was the joke, my skirt was uniform leangth, I wore pennyloafers, cardigans and maryjanes where it wasent uniform,Saucy books slipped in my school textbooks, Saucy textbooks slipped in my school books. And I can still quote the bible back and forth. So thats me, the Highschool whore. You can embroider it on the fucking sash I should have got at graduation -- Big and neon pink and obnoxious like my overbearing vulva.
Sometimes, In punnish retrospect, I wish I could have pushed through to the podium
and claimed such a shash, slipped it over my awful gown, put my hands on my hips
and proclaimed,

"I was the whore of highschool. I did things between my thighs with hands and
fiendish rumors that is stuff of urban legend. I paid prices, I laughed big laughs,
and I shook with sexual revolution without any notches on my lipstick case.The girls I went to my classes with fucked and sucked and were all out of luck with shoddy limitations and desperate pregnancies, but I was the real deal. I was the Whore of High School, and I left with the real victories."

Jeez. I wish John Waters directed my life.