You've RUINED SEX FOREVER, that's what you've done. Only not really because I'm actually able to actually separate reality from fiction.
So, in the worst case of independent film slut-shaming, EVER, Contracted tells us the story of a young lesbian who grows orchids in her closet (badly) and has recently come to terms that she's a lesbian (also, badly) who is living with her mother (once again, badly) and has recently kicked a drug habit (need I repeat it?). She manages to get her dumb ass roofied at a party by a dude who's SO fuckin' skeevy that they blur out his face. Way to earn your SAG card.
|DON'T DRI... too late.|
Like... fast. Like the course of the movie lasts 3 days, fast. Like she has maggots falling out of her cooch mid-hangover. MAGGOTS from her COOCH. You would think that the black veins and profuse bleeding from the crotch when it's not time for her period and, since she takes the time to sniff it, the horrific odor, would clue her AND HER DOCTOR (whom she goes to see TWICE) that something is monumentally fucking wrong with her vagina but since she couldn't bother to notice the MAGGOTS, I'm thinking that she is probably too stupid to own a vagina.
|Wrong orifice, dickhole.|
|The horrible is on the other side.|
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