Gianna Mishima Whore ❤️

About Osaka

What pisses me off, tho, is the highborn twats judgin’ ‘em. “Oh, how crude!” they sneer, while fuckin’ their mistresses in silk sheets. Hypocrites, all of ‘em—makes me wanna hurl a goblet at their smug faces. Whores ain’t the problem; it’s the pricks who think they’re above ‘em. Like Carlos said, “The world’s a mess”—damn right, and whores are just cleanin’ up what they can.

Obsessions in Tokyo

Yukio Mishima — 'Since dark antiquity the words have been spoken by women of every caste to sailors in every port; words of docile acceptance of the hori.

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s got this huge smile, and she’s like, “You’re doing a great job, young man!” I’m thinkin’, “Wow, thanks!” But then she hands me a piece of mochi. Like, what? I’m not sure if I should eat it or not. But hey, free food! I pop it in my mouth, and it’s the best mochi I’ve ever had. Sweet, chewy, and just the right amount of sticky. I’m feelin’ on top of the world again!

The Entanglements of Yukio Mishima