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On the station this morning I had a very interesting chat with 2 female friends of mine. I asked them wether they consider wearing revealing clothing to be an aid to make yourself feel good, or wether it's for other motherfuckers to notice you. Both of them said the first one. (Like that shit's been discussed and programmed into their heads lokl...I mean....you find chicks on campus all the time wearing skimpy clothing (short-shorts, low cut tops showing cleavage, tight fucking leggings that show more nether lips than leggy curves). Sometimes the tit is even available for your 'side-on' viewing pleasure (Book at Armpit.com). Vir wie of vir WAT trek jy soe an?? Lokl... "It's to make myself feel sexy" (Random Overly Girly Voice, 2013).

Moenie kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak praatie lokl...

Ok so now I gotta say this. If the only way for you to feel good is to have others stare at you to make you feel bad then what the fuck are you still doing alive? Don't get me wrong...I have nothing against personal freedoms but daaaaaaaaaaaamn! Jy kan mos nie wil fokken kwaad raak as mans horings kry vir you 'bodice' nie! What about THEIR personal freedom?? (The right to perv) Am I right? or am I left?

 Then women wana look at men as if those men have absolutely nothing but sex on their minds. (Granted that shit is probably true more than 50% of the time, but stil man...you can't go around dressing fucked up and not expecting people to look. If you really wana make them stare then why not try and get really close to them physically after 2 weeks of not showering. Men were programmed for procreation (or recreation...wwhatever floats your boat). so don't ask a man to love the INNER you when the OUTER you is hanging outta your bra threatening to blind the motherfucker. Ladies I'm just saying lol...people will look. Deal with it. or don't lmimp...and walk around looking like you got a carrot shoved up your ass.

I can already hear 'em screaming met mascara and tears wat afloep outta their fake contact lens eyes: "Each to his own, each to his own!", and "Don't judge me, you don't even know me!"

Well eeeeeeasy Tiger...then stop fuckin complaing lokl...I'm not judging just commenting lol...and thinking for myself. (It's not illegal yet).

Make your choices and deal with them.

Modesty still has her value, thank God.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 25, 2013 ⏰

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