
Art of Intercourse
it might be better to be a lousy lay and a limp fuck who can't write very well about being a lousy lay it might be better being that limp fucker and limp writer than a virgin who writes brilliantly about fucking brilliantly it might be better to have been a sloppy drunk with all the regrets the pissed pants and all the puke and all the other shame it might be better being a sloppy drunk who can't write for shit than being a teetotaler that writes brilliantly about being a sloppy drunk i think it is better to have loved and lost to have gone through all the emotional mess being both disgusting and sublime being both and forever the pigs and the angels that love proves both people to be i think it's better to have loved and fucked and lost i think it's been better to have fucked in love rather than only paying for it i get it at the end of the day sex is just sex but that messy shit that comes with love and passion seems much more the stuff of living than twenty bucks for a blowjob yet i get too there's something missing when textbook missionary sex with a church mouse is all you've ever known compared to the gritty unpretentious 20 dollar blowjob from a hooker with cigarette breath it's probably better to have lived than only created art it might even be best to be a great fucker a great drinker and a great writer than mediocre or poor at any but it's rare that we get any great fuckers great drinkers and great writers all wrapped up in one but when we do goddamn! it's the golden ticket for us and hopefully for them too

I can never go back to painting pictures of cakes now! You’ve ruined me. LOL
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you got it. cakes were the crux of this masterpiece.
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