I hear and see things like I can’t stand those kinds of bitches or bitches like that.
I got called a bitch today.
I was called a bitch because
Then asked, nicely, can you speak to me like I’m actually a person.
“Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch.”
So, I’m a bitch because I won’t let you see me naked?
Cuz I won’t suck your dick?
Normally I’d get mad, but lately...
Lately I’ve been working on seeing the brighter side of things and in the moment I thought of how much I like dogs.
And how much I like those kinds of bitches.
The kind who speak their mind and are told they are not liked, bitches.
The kind that are too nice when they don’t have to be bitches.
The kind who stand strong alone, no hand to hold bitches.
The kind who doesn’t chase anything but dreams and goals, bitches.
The kind who fix their own crown with out bumping someone else’s, bitches.
The kind who work nine to five, corporate job bitches,
The kind who do whatever it takes to get by, bitches.
The kind that take control over her own body, bitches.
The kind that are conservative or show that sexy body off bitches.
The kind who want babies and be mommy, bitches.
The kind kind who say this is my body I don’t want to, bitches.
The kind who say I was born a boy, but I’m really a girl, bitches.
The kind who say I look like a girl, but I’m really a boy, bitches.
The kind of who don’t take no for an answer bitches,
The kind who say no is MY answer, bitches.
Cuz the kinds of bitches you don’t like,
Bitches like that, those kinds of bitches.
Those are the kind of bitches I like,
