Girls vs Boys.

Dear Girls of this world,

Somewhere between playing games and having innocent sleepovers and growing up- we become these judging eyes. I mean, for years and years we've campaigned against men treating us badly right? For not having equal rights, for not having the same job opportunities all of that; and now we're turning on each other?

Every time you walk out the house we judge each other, on what we're wearing and how our make up is done. Whether our skirts are too short or our tops are too low. Shouldn't we be sticking together? 

At some point we stopped sitting in circles and telling ghost stories and started gossipping about eachother. Making other girls feel conscious and not good enough. 

It's bad enough the media, our parents, guys tell us what they think about how we look or how we act, we shouldn't be doing it to eachother.

We should probably stop playing games too, if we like that guy- tell him. He's a guy, he wont take hints. He'll just move on and we'll get upset. 

We're girls and sometimes the world is against us. Whether the hair fairies came and messed up our hair during the night, the clothes fairies came and took anything decent to wear, or some other fairies have told someone to wear the same as you- but we world depends on us to keep spinning, so suck it up.

Dear Boys of this world,

You should take notes of the many love songs females have produced. I'm pretty sure they were written for a reason right? 

Then maybe you can stop being typical guys and stop staring at us.

Can you please stop shouting vulgar things out your cars at us? We're only human and we get dressed like every other person, that does not give you an excuse to wind down your window, stare like anything and then shout and beep your horn. It's just plain wrong, who wrote that in your rule books?
(That may just be the class of guys in Essex, awkward.)

I don't know why you think that you can get away with so much either, if you say you're gonna do something; do it.

We try our best; I wish you knew how nervous I was sending that text. 

We're tough though-millions and millions of years and the world is not yet segregated into males and females (anyone else see that episode of fairly odd parents?!) 

We survive.

And please please please, don't break any more of our hearts. It's hard getting over you.

*Rant over*

and people wonder why I'm single...
(cause I'm crazy really...)

I had a post already to go, but instead I felt a rant coming on.

Hope I didn't offend anyone! 

Love, Elizabeth xx

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