The Hoe Truth and Nothing But the Whole Truth.

The State Thats Hot as Balls

Texas. I had been excited at first, but as the move date grew closer I began to dread it more and more. This was my junior year- I was finally an upperclassmen and life began to look so much brighter. First of all, as a junior, I realized there were some privileges to being older. In the hallways you knew more people and evidently, more people knew you. It seems silly but the increase of respect was palpable.
Second, I could drive. Well, I couldn't because I hated driving and getting my license was out of the picture until I could go 5 miles without having an anxiety attack, but that's not the point. None the less, my friends could drive and that's basically the same thing. The world was our oyster! Well, the 30 mile radius of where we could go was.
So I had all this freedom and this 'power' for lack of a better word, and here I was about to leave it all behind for fucking Texas.
I spent about three quarters of the first semester up north and then hopped in a car with my parents and began the journey down south.
That's a bit dramatic. It was maybe three days in the car, long hot days but not unbearable. Then we saw the sign. Not the 'Welcome to Texas,' sign-have you seen Texas? It's huge. We had already been there a day and a half by the time we saw it: the sold sign in front of our house.
I was excited. I was happy even, but mostly because this all felt like we were just on vacation. It didn't feel real. It felt as if in a day or two we'd hop back in that damn car and go back, go home.
We didn't.
But I think maybe my brain did. I'm not sure I still have it.
Why?
Because this is the hoe truth, and nothing but the truth.
Because this is story of how a small town good girl turned into a big time fuckgirl.