The guys I’ve known would cut her up like The Freak said the first night I met her—ass, chest, legs, face, hair. They’d notice her big front teeth and how she doesn’t wear makeup. They’d laugh at the bites on her arms—when I want to apply salve to them. Boys are fucked up, man. Whether you’re a typical one who talks about girls like they’re here only to suck your dick, or whether you’re me, looking for a soul mate, you’re weird. I’m weird. This is all weird.
