Don’t you hate those cocky attitudes are distinctly boyish. When we was born, pink is the color lining our cribs. Parents associate the color blue with boys. There force and put us in our place. I believe the world is ruled by the hard dirt, I call men.
Men and boys are the same. Men care about trucks, tools, dirt, and bugs. We are refined beautiful creatures. We love nail polish and handbags.Men are barbarian pigs. Men are irresponsible cheaters that govern our society.When a man sleeps around it is considered fine. When I do it society calls me a whore and a slut. So there you go, I will scream from the highest roof top I am a whore. Coming back down from the stairs of oppression I slowly return to a grace of femininity. In a mans world I am defined and put in a category.To a man all I am is a good time.See past the boobs and ass you pig.
Can I be a well respected Doctor? Can I be a great Surgeon? Can I be an architect? Can I be a well educated philosopher? No not in a mans world. I will never be truly respected in a mans world.
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