verisimilitxde

new story is being written/uploaded. Expect updates probabl every 2-3 days as I also have college work to deal with. https://www.wattpad.com/story/89104259

lovereader75

Hey stranger lol I am starting to write more chapters on my book I am alson writing a new book but it's about one direction anyways I explained at the start of the new chapter why I haven't updated or even been on but I hope you enjoy all my new chapters that will be going up this week and next and the week after that and the week after that we'll I will be posting a lot so be ready to get reading and I might need you to do me a cover for my new story

verisimilitxde

Let's face it, Lily Allen really has the gist of things. This song really does explain today's attitude towards females (Sex objects). The Song is called Hard Out Here.
          
          I suppose I should tell you
          What this bitch is thinking
          You'll find me in the studio
          And not in the kitchen
          I won't be bragging 'bout my cars
          Or talking 'bout my chains
          Don't need to shake my arse for you
          'Cause I've got a brain
          
          If I told you 'bout my sex life
          You'd call me a slut
          Them boys be talking 'bout their bitches
          No one's making a fuss
          There's a glass ceiling to break, uh huh
          There's money to make
          And now it's time to speed it up
          'Cause I can't move with this pace
          
          Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say
          I'll go ahead and say them anyway
          Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits
          It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch
          
          It's hard for a bitch, for a bitch, for a bitch
          It's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch
          It's hard for a bitch, for a bitch, for a bitch
          It's hard, it's hard out here
          
          If you're not a size six
          And you're not good looking
          Well, you better be rich
          Or be real good at cooking
          You should probably lose some weight
          'Cause we can't see your bones
          You should probably fix your face
          Or you'll end up on your own
          
          Don't you want to have somebody
          Who objectifies you
          Have you thought about your butt
          Who's gonna tear it in two
          We've never had it so good, uh huh
          We're out of the woods
          And if you can't detect the sarcasm
          You've misunderstood
          
          Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say
          I'll go ahead and say them anyway
          Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits
          It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch
          
          
          
          Inequality promises that it's here to stay
          Always trust the injustice 'cause it's not going away
          Inequality promises that it's here to stay
          Always trust the injustice 'cause it's not going away