The prodigal slut is home. And honey— The party is just getting started.
You want karma, darling? Here’s the prescription. Karma Rx - The Prodigal Slut Returns
Now the prodigal slut returns. Not weeping into a borrowed robe. Not begging for crumbs off their tidy, judgmental tables. I walk in like a fever they forgot they had. Hips swinging to a beat only the guilty can hear. The prodigal slut is home
I am not here to apologize for the ecstasy. I am here to remind you that shame is a loan—and I never signed for it. Karma Rx - The Prodigal Slut Returns
The prodigal slut is home. And honey— The party is just getting started.
You want karma, darling? Here’s the prescription.
Now the prodigal slut returns. Not weeping into a borrowed robe. Not begging for crumbs off their tidy, judgmental tables. I walk in like a fever they forgot they had. Hips swinging to a beat only the guilty can hear.
I am not here to apologize for the ecstasy. I am here to remind you that shame is a loan—and I never signed for it.