Why I'm A Heartless Bitch
Because I feel a gut-level compulsion to freely give people pieces of my mind --
hell, I've got plenty to spare.
Because I refuse to stand by silently and listen to anyone demean another human being
based on sexual preference, skin color, or gender.
Because when I grow up, I want to rule the world.
Because Piers Anthony is a big fat sexist bastard,
and this little girl can write circles around his
macho-code-of-honor-bullshit-men and his big-tits-li'l-
brains-women, and one day will prove it to the world.
Because I don't believe that certain politically-minded
participants of the Christian religion have any right to regulate
whether I can have an abortion or sleep with another woman if I so
choose, and I'm unafraid to say so.
Because Courtney Love, Fiona Apple, Erykah Badu, PJ Harvey, and Shirley
Manson could kick the Spice Strumpets' asses any day.
Because, following the logic of "don't let a few bad apples spoil the
barrel", I do not hate all men.
Because although I've been diagnosed with depression, I don't allow it
to rule me, make me a whiner, worship blindly at the altar of Marilyn Manson,
or influence me to write bad poetry. This is a disease, not a lifestyle option.
For all these reasons, and many more, I am proud to consider myself a
Heartless Bitch.
*curtseys* "Okay, I'm done..."
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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