So I’m on the bus and there is a group of older women. I am wearing black shorts and a white collar button up. It’s buttoned all the way up to the top button the shorts are a decent length. Anyways I can feel them burning holes into my legs. Just staring at my tattoo and bare skin. I’m just sitting there with my headphones on and I over hear one of the women mumble to her friend, “young women dress completely inappropriate, no self respect.” THEN I see her friend glance at me and say that “too much skin is tacky and slutty.” Back and fourth it’s non stop talk about my legs and tattoos. “Tattoos are disgusting and so regrettable.” “Vile excuse for ‘art’..good luck finding work with that eyesore” “it’s almost fall why wouldn’t you wear pants and hide your tattoos? It makes you look like a crackhead”
At this fucking point I am furious.
Now lets talk about these two lovely woman. One of them looks like she’s had 5 too many plastic surgeries. Wearing a red deeeeeeeeeeeeeeep v dress shirt I saw at forever 21, with tight bedazzled jeans and enough makeup and hairspray to make Dolly Parton O.D! Her friend is a near exact replica…I am not against plastic surgery nor makeup, whatever makes you happy! Do you baby boo, but DO FUCKING NOT feel you have room to talk down and degrade me to something I am not.
I am not a slut for wearing shorts. I have thick thighs. It takes a lot of talking myself up to even wear them with how insecure I get. It’s hot as the devils dick outside! I’m gonna wear me some shorts.
I do not live in regret for any of my tattoos, nor will I ever. I will not fucking apologize for putting something on my body that you do not fucking like. My tattoos are sexy as hell! I feel more beautiful because of my body mods. You can alter your tits, face, nose, lips until you look like Big Ang, but I AM an eyesore? IM VILE!? I’m tattooed and employed. I work hard everyday to make myself happier. But when total judgmental ignorant cunts like you come in my path, well I just wanna claw the silicone out of your chest.
I stooped to their level unfortunately. I very sarcastically pretended to be on a phone call.
“Hey girl what’s up?! Yeah I just came back from the fourth job interview this week! I know! I’m surprised too! Maybe it’s because of the vile tattoos, boy do I regret them! Now what will I support my meth and heroine addiction with?! I guess it’s time to sell my body!! Hahahaha oh, you’re such a great friend. I know it could me worse. I could be a middle aged, silicone stuffed, collagen pumped, ignorant lady who still shops at forever 21 clinging to her vastly fading youth, that rides the bus around judging people …Wheewwww! What a relief”
I glanced at her winked and said “don’t worry your secret was safe with me!” She and her friend then shut the hell up real quick and just looked out the window.
Stop judging people for their body and their choices. Pricks.End Rant