I'm a heartless bitch because I am so sick of girls and boys alike pretending that they, in and of themselves, are the epit-o-me of the universe. Hell yeah for story time; seeing as how I am sixteen, and still attend high school I am still subjected to all sorts of ignorant people. At lunch last year, there was this boy that was ranting to me about how when we are older, he refuses to pay for my children on welfare. (My family isn't the wealthiest in this district, and my mommy can't afford to buy me the hottest trends) Also, when this boy is a doctor he will *refuse* to help freaks, or weirdoes like me. Well, by that point, I had enough. This boy needed to calm down and cool down. I thought I should help him out with a pint of ice cold (like my heart) onto the crotch of his pants. Okay, so perhaps that is a might ruthless and rude, but as afar as I am concerned he had it coming. Well, there are plenty of reasons for me to be a heartless bitch and many stories I could afford to tell, but not the time to do it.

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