Prostitute is a Party Girl?
I’m one of those poeple that has a TV on in my office even if I’m not watching it. It’s more for background noise, white noise, whatever you call it. Well, one station I usually keep it on is crime TV since it’s a lot of talking and sometimes they have interesting things on. So cops was playing tonight and they had a special Cops episode called “Party Girls”.
When I hear “Party Girls” I think of some sorority girl from a rich family in Cancun drinking like a fish while hanging all over every guy she walks up to pulling up her shirt and flashing every camera she sees. That’s not what this espisode of Cops is about. It’s about girls out on the street prostituting.
I feel sorry for some of those girls. There is one single reason why any of those girls are there, and that is a bad situation. Their home life was shitty, they get kicked out of the house at a young age, they get addicted to drugs to hide and numb their pain, or they have other emotional problems. Whichever the case, I bet if you asked any one of girls if they are where they want to be, they would say no. No one wants to grow up to be a prostitute. No one wants that life style. When I think of party girl, I think of a irresponsible college teenager having fun. I don’t think of a girl giving away the very being of herself to strangers, who’s so miserable on the inside she convinced herself it will be ok.
Sad. What’s equally as sad is the sorority girl will never have empathy because she has that silver spoon in her mouth to keep her from crying, otherwise known as Daddy’s wallet. I don’t know which is worse.
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