I've always been cool with guys (my inner tomboy). There's always that ONE female who isn't, but men keep around anyway as eye candy. Said female knows this and tries her hardest to shake the stigma that's been thrust upon her (give her a few drinks and we'll run a train on
). She wants to be respected but smutt bucket fumes seeps out of their pores and believes in order to achieve what they believe I possess (when I'm simply being myself) is to go against everything I say, starting frivolous arguments
bytch PLEASE!!! Put a dikk in your mouth, or better yet snap out of your denial. Embrace the sperm deposit that you are. If you feel the need to challenge me, read a fukking book, brush up on your vocabulary, learn the difference between objective and subjective, gain some life experience... etc.
But above all else: YOU COME AT THE QUEEN, YOU BEST NOT MISS!
the ability to vent about random sh!t, lightens my spirit allowing me to indulge in my narcissistic arrogance
Happy TUESDAY!!!