Dear Undershit Asshole.

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Young girls do not wear bras. 
I do not wear bras.
Not because I am a young girl.
But because bras are :

an undergarment worn by women to support the breasts.

Young girls do not wear bras, because they don’t have breast. 
Not because they are young. 
Age and breast size are different thing.
Just sayin’

I, also, do not take the metro.
Not because I have small boobs.
But because, I prefer to bike.
Biking feels like freedom.
Biking is cheaper than metro pass.
Biking is a good work-out.
Biking let me feel the wind.
Biking prevents from meeting asshole.

And here, dear Asshole, I’m talking about you.

Your suit, and nice face doesn’t make you a better human.
Asshole, you are not a human.
Asshole, you are not even worth a shit.

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Not wearing bras isn’t an invitation for you to stare at my nipples.
Not wearing bras isn’t an invitation for you to try to touch me.

I feel your gaze upon me. But I’m not sure. I never take the metro. 
Your eyes burn my skin. My skin wants to escape.
Something touch my tigh. 
Could it possibly be your hands? Of course not! How would you even dare?!

I’ve always been too naive. What I feel isn’t my coat. 
What I feel is your fucking hands, going up on my thigh.

I step back, and my glance means ‘don’t even try or I punch you’

Assole, you are SMILING, you bite your lips. I see you drool. Gross.

Try to come closer Asshole, and I’ll make a scene in the metro train.
Try to touch me again Asshole, and I’ll not hesitate anymore to have a reason to knee you in the nuts.

It’s your station and you just understood it, right before the door close.
You run outside, as I feel your look is ripping off my breast.

Dear Asshole. Woman’s nipple are not here for you.
Dear Asshole. Woman are not (sex) object than you own.

Dear Asshole. This was an agression.
Know that there won’t be no next time.
Because next time, my knuckle will not wait to ruin your face, 
my agression will not hesitate to destroy your soulless full of shit being.

“You grew up as a little shit-spark from the old shit-flint. And then you turned into a shit-bonfire and then driven by the winds of your monumental ignorance, you turned into a raging shit-firestorm. I’m going to unleash a shitnami tidal wave that’ll engulf you and extinguish your shit-flames forever. And with any luck, you’ll drown in the undershit of that wave. Shit-waves.”
Urban Dictionary
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