I’m Walking Down The Street…

I hear hollering off a porch, out of a car, off a dump truck, someone walking past.

I would love to walk somewhere without someone hitting on me, or trying to.

It’s very disrespectful to me to be treated like a piece of meat, as if that’s the only thing I have to offer someone.

So pathetic.

If you go through your day trying to get pussy like that, you will be lonely forever.

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