Juli
Some people call it bitchy, I call it motivated. Being a bitch takes ovaries, but I'm not talking about bitch as in the cranky high school girl with claws and pms, I'm talking about a woman who is willing to fess up to her mistakes, stand up for her rights in the face of opposition, and is willing to walk hand in hand with a man to get things done.
I mean, why do woman decide that empowerment of our gender will be reached through the exclusion of another? We cannot despise men (despite their obvious apathy of household chores and use of their brains) and expect to reach our dreams of an enlightened nation! We deserve and strive for respect, so how do we reach this without showing it to others?
Being a heartless woman takes attitude, intelligence, and an impenetrable emotional shield (that of which I particularly pride myself in). People ask why I don't have a significant other or want to "hook up some time". Well, why must sex or physical relations be part of bonding with a person? As of now, I am a woman, whole within myself, not some man's half. I don't need a living crutch, and I don't need their dicks to define me as "successful".
How much guts does it really take to jump in a bed with some guy? I embrace my small breasts, abstinence, and the knowledge that I'm all I need to reach my dreams. I create my future, and no hypocrite of my vagina is going to tell me otherwise.
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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