Sabre-Whiney Babies Suck
"Why no, as a matter of fact, I don't need your help. I just want your respect. I'll take your head on a platter in exchange though..."
What makes me a Heartless Bitch? Intolerance for idiocy. The firm belief that stupid people shouldn't be allowed to breed (c'mon, they are destroying the gene pool.)
I can't stand whiney women, wimpy men, and ignorant people who bicker about which sex is better. I'm far past over the "victim mentality" that runs rampant in our society.
Get over it already, no one had a storybook childhood. I swear to the Gods, the next whimpering idiot who says, "I can't help it, my <fill in the blank with parental unit> was
mean to me and now I have a hard time dealing with reality" is going to get kicked hard.
I'm a bitch, but that's only because you've made me this way and you expect it from me. I don't hate men, I'm happily attached to one.
Of course, he is a *real* man and not some little whiney ass putz. He's strong, independent, and he doesn't need me to be his mommy for him.
But hey, I'm an equal opportunity bitch. I hate damn near everyone equally. Men, women, other...it makes no difference to me. If you
are a simpering idiot, you've earned my disdain. Get a grip, get a life, and get out of my personal space.
Oh, and have a nice day. *smirk*
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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