meat Factory

sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex
is redickluous.
the moment u cum its over and ur left feeling stupid
of all the dirty things that sprouted out of ur mouth
to get u goin, to get off.
whats the point? all that effort, the working out, the smooth talk,the ego, the rejections, the stalkings, then finally u settle for a fuck. Years, weeks, days hours, minutes all concluded in the 30 seconds of an orgasm. You fuck coz thats what everybody else is doing. Get laid, get std's pass them around. Its the common ground.
Sex is the enemy. It sickens ur very essence, you indulge in pleasure that grants u nothing but an empty heart.
The saddest part is sex sells better than anything coz ur perverted, a dirty little human, insignificant. So incoherent to the existential potential of ur mind body and soul.
Sex is another consumerist value. It drives us to compete, to look good, to be the best so you get better sex, better sex boosts ur ego, ur the best, ur the man, how u fucked so many, ur the babe how u got fucked by so many.
In and out, juices flow, erect and must fuck desperately, how low.
the frustrations build up and once u pop, and ur filthy cum sprouts out like a fountain, it feels good and dirty coz u like it dirty coz ur pathetic.
For this fake euphoria, u will pay any price.

Sex is a meat factory.
And we're all vegetarians.