he keeps looking at me with his groping, watching eyeballs:
gross! we women, we are supposed to just drop our eyes and be quiet.
just don't look at the gross, gross man and hope he quits ogling.
believe it or not, i want to flip him the bird ya know?
but i don't, cuz we women don't. once i gave the finger to a bunch of
construction dudes, but they were yelling really bad stuff about my "cookie."
it just got 'em all riled up, and then they yelled, "dyke!"
and i had pms so i cried all the way home.
gross, gross man still gawking as i sit here writing... what's he thinking?
gee, maybe i'll invite him up to my s** den and he can fondle my b**bies...
yeah, right!
stupid gross man, quit staring! gosh, he just won't let up.
it makes me feel really uncomfortable i wish i could just crawl under a rock!
'cuz we women are supposed to just feel bad about ourselves:
like we're doing something wrong. i'm not! i swear!
being "we women" s**s! f** you!