Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt 4)

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4.

Or perhaps, the truth could enlighten

Red’s not guilty of any sin, she just has to love the wolf within.

We’d prefer the wolves any day. Grandmom’s love has faded away.

We didn’t deserve it anyway, not cause we’re bad but cause we’re Gods,

Because we create our very life’s song, and you can’t create if you feel wrong

Creation is what you are meant to do, I love Satan, you should too.

If I am God and I’m in you, then Satan is another part of you.

Not as people or bible tales, but as metaphorical symbols to free yourselves

You can’t be God until you befriend, Lucifer’s shadows to brighten

You can’t be God until you see, you’re free from the concept of life and death

You can’t be God until you’re free, no longer insane in duality

Red can’t hear a truth she doesn’t want,  cause if they knew what she had done. Her choices of piercings, music, and even fun are always conversation/criticism #1. Straight A’s were passe – why can’t she just be classy? Dress like a lady, and can’t you just stop all this crazy?  Ashamed and afraid, she hides her joy. She likes sexy blue eyes and blonde haired boys. She wants sex rough, frequent, and diverse. She loves her hair pulled, and cums when she’s choked, and her current real goal is to see how deep she can throat. With supplies in her purse: x, condoms, needles, though she’s not a nurse.   Under her hood is a sexy red thong, her favorite one for getting it on. It’s not like Red is as abnormal. As they say, “we made work from what God made for play.” It’s how anyone escapes this life so demeaning. You fuck until emotions have no meaning.

Continued

Part 5

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