CHICKS, D*CKS & NO BLASTED RESTRAINT
I feel like saying this.When I go out to a club with my girls (as you do) - I go there to shake a leg. I don't drink, smoke or waste time flirting with no one - I go there to shake a leg and a bit of arm.
Eyes. You know when you glance at around the room, just to see if you recognise anyone? Or just to..look around for the sake of looking around? Well, there I was looking around, when I caught these beady eyes from the corner staring intently at me. This was the same chick that was staring at me as I was walking inside, and while I was on the stairs. Caught me by surprise. I look up. She's there. I look to my side. She's there. I run out to Mount Everest, climb to the top in my heels. Sit down and have a flask of tea. Look to my left. She's there.
Ladies. If you don't feel good about yourselves and you have issues with what you have to see and live with on a daily basis - sorry for your situation - but hatergazing won't do you no favours. Making comments, or puffing out your chest like some blasted penguin like you're trying to prove some point. Fail. Null. Void.
You Yeti.
DO NOT get me started on the chicks who LEAVE THEIR FRIENDS to run around after man. I can't..I don't..and I won't try to understand why you'd let someone violate you like that! You know the guy just wants to have sex, but yet you still go run off round corners and sit on laps then have have the tenacity to run about on road talking about "I'm not a hoe".
Spending whole nights out sleeping with excited freshers. Where's the self respect? Like I always say...my body is a TEMPLE. A friggin SHRINE of all things GREAT and GOOD.