I grew up in a family where man was extremely over-glorified. I never could understand why the beautiful women of my family felt the necessity to be passive in order to fulfill some insipid man's ego. I spent many of hours listening to the mindless psychobabble they would constantly drone out.
I feel nothing for the weak, their very being is an insult to society itself. You are the only one who has the ability to make yourself happy, do it already. My advice to all the people in relationships where your significant other treats you like garbage, or even has the nerve to beat you, is move the hell on. It's never going to change and, frankly, all the rest of us who demand respect from our partners are tired of hearing about it.
I freely admit that my honesty has cost me all but two of my relationships, my current conquest and the one I left behind in the dirt, yet I'm not the least bit regretful. I want someone with a little moxie in the soul. I have no desire to be someone's mommy or to learn how to be a stay at home wife.
I absolutely loathe the perpetual child bearers of the welfare society. I am by no means diminishing the importance of assistance for those who truly need it. However, for all you lazy-ass, no-responsibility-having, using-my-tax-dollars-to-get-your-hair-done, waifs get a damn job already. Hell, birth control is a far less restraint than a child. The intellectual fortitude of these simpletons is as detrimental as the Black Plague.
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