Why am I a Heartless Bitch? Because I am absolutely fed up with too many women in this world. We all know who they are. The ones who are perpetually the damsel in distress. The ones who rely on looks instead of brains and know damn well they do it.

I'm a military wife and I come across women like this all the time. The skinny little bleach blonds who spend more time in a tanning booth than is ever humanly necessary.

The ones who feel the need to remind everyone why they are better, not because they have the fortitude to pick up a book and read it, not because they use their brains to solve problems. No. Because they are servants to whatever their husbands want.

They prance around in skirts to small and only encourage their daughters to do the same. With the constant excuse of "Women fought for years so I could dress how I want." No they did not! Women fought for years so that we could be recognized as individuals with intelligence and spunk, not just tits and ass.

Anyway, excuse me for rambling, but I am a Heartless Bitch because it seems you have to be as a woman in this world to earn any respect.

Country: United States

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