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About Girls

They are the most despicable things that ever existed in the world, yet they seem to be what is in everyone’s dreams. They’re so easy to hate, but I’m very sure that despite hating them and despising them to the bones, they are loved as much—sometimes even more.

They say things that mean something different most of the time, like saying they are already full when they haven’t even eaten a thing from their plate yet— or saying they are busy but could still give time for you when you need them, and then telling you she got bored having you around and at the same time seeing a smile on her face. I hate them girls for saying one thing and meaning another, and for looking like your very own Galatea amid seeing prettier species in the background. I hate how their eyes have the ability to deceive you into thinking of stars and the night sky. Sometimes I don’t get why their eyes are compared to stars, when they are nothing but a pair of body parts that reflect light. I don’t get why some people refer to their mouths as cherries or something else sweet, when they are just these things that girls pout and put gloss on. I don’t even want to start telling you about their skin, shoulders and neck… the thought just aggravates me. I don’t get why men go crazy over these loonies. Girls are indeed the ultimate villains.

And then they get worse when smitten because they are easy to anger. Girls are known to throw fits of sadness and jealousy and whatever mad, intense feeling they want to be throwing at you— and would turn into volcanoes or even hurricanes when they couldn’t seem to get what they want just so you’d reconsider. Once in a while I hear stories of this species vexing men to their deaths, or charming them all the way, and eventually poisoning them to death. Girls are probably the missing link to dragons, so be wary of them and think twice before you decide to meddle with these conniving, unpredictable monsters.

Girls. Bleh.