Skinny Ugly Whore

I need to work on my titles: But, but, that is exactly what I intend to write about. There will be no twists or shady society-based politeness, after all, it’s all about Embracing Awkwardness. Buckle up my sweet little-dear angels, you are in for a time ride of your life. Worry less, it will be down a memory lane of many. It doesn’t matter who truly the bloody heavens you are, or what kind of shitty decisions you have so far made in a life you claim to own: you have at some point, come across, better yet, interacted with a skinny ugly whore.

At times, I come to love messed up events of societies I reside in. This is not only limited to constantly judging one another harshly, but also includes terms coined for others. Fun fact, in most cases, there are no facts surrounding such illusions. I have stated it before: I have been called a slut or a player on several accounts, yet I have no idea how the hell the person who called I so, looks like, without any fabric on them. And no, I won’t be using my imagination for that. The thing is, one can mysteriously be granted a title, yet there is nothing crystal clear, or tiny bitty shit pointing to a fact, of that person being so. Of course, since I am a someone who admits to a truth: I prefer looks than personality. It thus comes as no surprise, that my favorite chilling moments as of now, are when a sweet loving and caring lady, is suddenly called a skinny ugly whore.

Unfortunately, twiddling through several interactions in this dry humped twenty-first century, many terms have truly lost meaning. Sadly, in most cases, the sweet lady being called a skinny ugly whore, has no idea as why in the heavenly hell, another is calling her so. We all know, that fat shaming is sort of a thing, so is skinny shaming. Given my charming and delighting sparks of social intelligence and interaction, I have been successful in finding out, why a dear someone is suddenly called a skinny ugly whore.

A someone who works her butt off so hard, to achieve that amazing seductive body, suddenly becomes a skinny ugly whore. This points to a fact that many in society, are abandoning a health hazard of being massive. And yes, I have been trying out this thing called being society sensitive, hence the fucked-up term, “massive”. Shit, I miss the amazing wonderful days when I could simply blur it out, I hope it is for the screwed up greater good; though I still have no clue, as to what “for the greater good” means. Please don’t fucken hate, just because a someone has the body you aspire to have, but you are too lazy to do the work. In case you are searching for what the hell to do with your body, click here and get your butt to work.

Let us not forget about instances when a sweet lady rejects a someone. Don’t hate please, she could be repulsed by your presence. In such instances, it is better to cut the crap, and try your fucked-up talents elsewhere. I know the later sounds kind of cruel, but let’s accept a fact: if you present yourself in a very shitty and crappie way, don’t expect to walk away with a platinum kind of lady; unless you are one of a kind, with an A game, or wealthy. Ouch, that stings.