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I refuse to take any bullshit. I refuse to be subordinate to anybody lesser than myself, i.e. some male or female who has slept with boss to get job. Am not afraid to say what I think in a heartstoppingly accurate manner and am pretty well versed in the arts of koshering someone's neck in the instant that their bullshit count gets out of hand.
I have refused to wear bows and frills and other such decor more befitting to cakes, since I could stand. I know what turns men on and I not afraid to flaunt it if the occasion arise.
I am proud to be a female, but I refuse to be shoved in a pink box and labeled "princess" because of my birth-accident. (accident of femininity, not that it is an unfortunate accident, however it was mostly down to luck, or so I presume)
I don't want to look like/fuck any bolly/holly/pop star.
I am a Heartless Bitch because I am not afraid of being myself despite everyone's most concerted attempts to mold me otherwise.
I am not shallow and I am confident. I am a Heartless Bitch because people cannot believe that I can strive for a life beyond mediocrity. This upsets them. After all, anything successful would undermine their lifelong dreams of house-wifedom. (no offence but no thanks)
Amen to anti-stretch mark creme and Delia Smith's cookbooks.
That is all I can think of.
Country: England
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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