To be read in the most entitled, angry, sexually frustrated and bitchiest* 30 y/o male voice that you could possibly imagine. You probably have the voice of someone particular in mind, but in case you don’t, just think of someone whose arrogance pisses you the fuck off and mimic his voice as best as you can. If you do not wish to think about that terrible person, think about the worst tantrum you’ve seen someone else’s child throw in a supermarket or at a Chuck E. Cheese. Now imagine all that whining, anger, and desperation (for a toy or a slice of cheese pizza or something else he was very kindly told he does not have permission to have) on a grown ass man in the most defensive and collected way, and try to think of how he would say the following:
“Why don’t you wanna fuck anymore?!”
To be read in the most self-assured 23 y/o feminine voice either imagined or realized through your own moments of self-discovery. Ambivalent, but slowly growing into well hidden (but very righteous) anger and frustration at the thought of explaining herself once again which is a thing she said she was done doing, eventually calming in reflection of her growth and self improvement:
Mainly, because I just don’t.
Because you are selfish
Because I’ve cultivate a love and respect for myself that will no longer allow me to jeopardize my pleasure for the sake of yours
Because now, I too am selfish
Because you present a threat to the security and wellbeing of my sexual self.
Because you caused me to remove myself in conversations of my own intimacy.
Because I know better than to waste my precious time
Because I have too much to lose in losing myself to your desires
Because your dick does not make you entitled to any time, energy, or explanation about me or you or whatever “us” that existed in that 12 and a half or so minutes
Because the us didn’t even exist in that moment
Because I never particularly enjoyed being around you
Because your admittedly impressive endowment is a disappointingly false promise
Because your dick game is weak and ineffectual
Because you’re just not right for me
Because I know better
Because I feel better
Because I am better
For these reasons I can no longer afford to let you into my life
Let alone into the safe and sacred place of my bed
*For the purpose of the piece, the term “bitchiness” refers to whiny self entitlement. Yes, I am aware that words mean things and they often come with messy histories and problematic usage. However, this was the best description my homie and I came up with after expert and knowledge-driven content analysis of various screenshots, and it is what it is.
The Sensual Scholar 