by Macky T December 8, 2006
Get the scuba bitch mug.A man whore who sends seductive pictures of oneself doing innapropriate things with a bagel. These pictures turn many women on.
by Quackers14505 March 21, 2009
Get the Bagel Bitch mug.When you see a person that seems nice but have a feeling that she will stab every one in the back one day.
cindy: hey guys! come over to my house for truth or dare!
bob: dude i wouldent she will use the secrets to kill you in the future - im getting an extreme bitch vibe from her.
bob: dude i wouldent she will use the secrets to kill you in the future - im getting an extreme bitch vibe from her.
by bleeding madras February 18, 2009
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Get the Bitch Princess mug.Punk music where the bands lyrics are all the same and have something to do with a girl who left them or broke there heart. Lyrics usually include words that are very easy to rhyme. To spot bitch punk, turn on any local radio station. The ones that claim its "today's best music"
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by James March 4, 2004
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1. When someone is brought up weak or as a pussy.
"No cap cuz dat nigga Dequan glowin up wit out no father, ain't nuffin masscullin about bein reared by a bitch yo."
2. When inferior ideologies and ideals are brainwashed into you.
"Jane attended a prestigious university for four years, ultimately getting a major in gender studies and a minor in dance therapy."
3. When chemicals have lowered your testosterone.
"Trysten frequently exposes his body to xenoestrogenic/PFAS chemicals and regularly consumes plant-based protein with extremely high estrogen content."
4. When the zeitgeist of an era is focused around being weak.
"Simon was born in 2005, he had no idea what horrors awaited him in the near future. He now believes everything is racist and is on a rigorous hormone therapy. He plans on completely transitioning in two years. Brave."
"Hard times create strong men, strong men create good times, good times create weak men, weak men create hard times."
1. When someone is brought up weak or as a pussy.
"No cap cuz dat nigga Dequan glowin up wit out no father, ain't nuffin masscullin about bein reared by a bitch yo."
2. When inferior ideologies and ideals are brainwashed into you.
"Jane attended a prestigious university for four years, ultimately getting a major in gender studies and a minor in dance therapy."
3. When chemicals have lowered your testosterone.
"Trysten frequently exposes his body to xenoestrogenic/PFAS chemicals and regularly consumes plant-based protein with extremely high estrogen content."
4. When the zeitgeist of an era is focused around being weak.
"Simon was born in 2005, he had no idea what horrors awaited him in the near future. He now believes everything is racist and is on a rigorous hormone therapy. He plans on completely transitioning in two years. Brave."
"Hard times create strong men, strong men create good times, good times create weak men, weak men create hard times."
No cap cuz Dequan glowin up wit out no father, ain't nuffin masscullin about bein reared by a bitch yo. Dat nigga bitch made.
by void0 October 12, 2021
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it doesn't matter anymore no one even comes to my page ... but I need to vent every night I feel the tears run down my face, from the mistakes I have made in the past,I wake up every morning with the dried tears from crying in my sleep, I don't know what I am here for anymore, people try and help but for some reason it doesn't work. they try there best but I still hurt from what I have done. just want one person that can understand what I think how I feel . but seems when I find it that. it leaves me some how in someway either my fault or not... what have I done to deserve the pain. the suffering. the tourment of seeing in my head you in someone elses arms. when I sit alone in the dark. no light no one even there to hear my cries. no one there to help me. nothing left. there is nothing I can do to fix my mistakes. I am lost for ever in this void. in this black abyss. when the one thing that helped me out before . is fadeing into the dark. hearing the laughter of others shouldn't hurt. but it does and it kills me even more. the worst pain in the world. the slow torture of being forgotten. and left behind. to have everyone slowly go on and for get what we once had the dreams we shared the plans we had. knowing that it will never be true. knowing that it will never happen or that there was never a chance that it would of. ever been. I did all I could. I have no reason left to talk to anyone. all that fallows me is pain. not on others. but only myself to blame. to destroy all these emotions would mean Iwould have to become no longer human. is it a sin to love . if not why am I being tortured for loveing to much. these feelings I had for all will never be gone. but I slowly slip back back into my mind back in to the lonlyness I once felt before I meet any of you.. soon the loving person everyone once knew will be gone the pain is to much for this one soul to bare. so I shall leave behind the once loving once careing person I used to be. to become a hollow shell to not feel anymore... to not be hurt by words or actions any more. to not be hurt by empty promises...not talking about suicide.. just changeing who I am waiting for the days that it shall return if ever... my love once returned now I have nothing. no love in return no anything.... whats the point in going on with this love if it is never returned.... is there a point yes I have friends but not one understands what Iam going through . no one does. once I belived someone did but they went and stabbed me through the heart... the funny thing in a dream they actually did stab me through the heart and I woke up in tears and pain.... why must my dreams be so real when your not there... why must the pain be so worse ... call me emo but if you went through what I have you would be the same..... if only you knew.... if only anyone knew..... does it even matter.... hehe my eyes are swelling with tears yet agian so I must go or my typeing will get much more sloppy... all I wanted was to feel you in my arms..... but that shall never be agian good bye.....
it doesn't matter anymore no one even comes to my page ... but I need to vent every night I feel the tears run down my face, from the mistakes I have made in the past,I wake up every morning with the dried tears from crying in my sleep, I don't know what I am here for anymore, people try and help but for some reason it doesn't work. they try there best but I still hurt from what I have done. just want one person that can understand what I think how I feel . but seems when I find it that. it leaves me some how in someway either my fault or not... what have I done to deserve the pain. the suffering. the tourment of seeing in my head you in someone elses arms. when I sit alone in the dark. no light no one even there to hear my cries. no one there to help me. nothing left. there is nothing I can do to fix my mistakes. I am lost for ever in this void. in this black abyss. when the one thing that helped me out before . is fadeing into the dark. hearing the laughter of others shouldn't hurt. but it does and it kills me even more. the worst pain in the world. the slow torture of being forgotten. and left behind. to have everyone slowly go on and for get what we once had the dreams we shared the plans we had. knowing that it will never be true. knowing that it will never happen or that there was never a chance that it would of. ever been. I did all I could. I have no reason left to talk to anyone. all that fallows me is pain. not on others. but only myself to blame. to destroy all these emotions would mean Iwould have to become no longer human. is it a sin to love . if not why am I being tortured for loveing to much. these feelings I had for all will never be gone. but I slowly slip back back into my mind back in to the lonlyness I once felt before I meet any of you.. soon the loving person everyone once knew will be gone the pain is to much for this one soul to bare. so I shall leave behind the once loving once careing person I used to be. to become a hollow shell to not feel anymore... to not be hurt by words or actions any more. to not be hurt by empty promises...not talking about suicide.. just changeing who I am waiting for the days that it shall return if ever... my love once returned now I have nothing. no love in return no anything.... whats the point in going on with this love if it is never returned.... is there a point yes I have friends but not one understands what Iam going through . no one does. once I belived someone did but they went and stabbed me through the heart... the funny thing in a dream they actually did stab me through the heart and I woke up in tears and pain.... why must my dreams be so real when your not there... why must the pain be so worse ... call me emo but if you went through what I have you would be the same..... if only you knew.... if only anyone knew..... does it even matter.... hehe my eyes are swelling with tears yet agian so I must go or my typeing will get much more sloppy... all I wanted was to feel you in my arms..... but that shall never be agian good bye.....
any one who says stuff like this on my space is a whiny bitch (this was left alone all those fuck ups are not mine)
by JOHNNY PIRATE COCK December 9, 2008
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