Woman these days I tell you… For every time your mother made you feel small, put another layer of makeup on.For each and every harsh word you’ve recieved, paint on another coat of nailpolish. For every pound you’ve gained since you were 12, buy another pair of 200 dollar jeans. For all the times you’ve cried over someone new, color your hair a lighter shade of blonde. For every time your daddy told you that you were worthless, sleep with one more boy. For every fucking time you’ve ever felt used, stab yourself one more time with your spiked heel Society is starting to scare me.