My favorite holiday. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved it. The haunted houses, the scary movies, the costumes. It makes me so happy. The history of All Hallow’s Eve and the idea of being anything you want for one nigh is so liberating. Want to be a princess? Sweet. A zombie with tendrils of flesh falling off your face? Awesome.
Except now, I just feel like all the holiday is for is to enable a generation of sluts to run rampant and spread syphillis.
Don’t get me wrong. Have I worn some controversial costumes? Yea. I had schoolgirl costume when I was 18 that made me blush when I left the house. But these girls are out there with no shame. All dignity to the wind. Literally in a bra and thong with angel wings. You stupid bitch.
You stupid, attention needy, insecure, thirsty moron. But sick abs, though.
What’s the point of this? Sure, guys will ogle you. And then what? What’s the end game? Do you think you’ve earned respect as a person and that everyone will think you’re a hell of catch? All I think is that your ass must be freezing and now that there is nothing left to the imagination, your value is diminished. For all the progress career women and feminists try to make, these brainless girls negate it by making themselves nothing but tits and a butt.
For the record, I am not jealous. This is not a rant because some hot girl half naked pissed me off. The principle behind this pissed me off. The idea that you need to strut around naked to feel empowered. That these girls swallowed the shit spoon-fed to them that their worth is based off superficiality. It’s really sad. And not going to change, unfortunately.
Maybe next year we should just walk around naked. It’s a lot more cost effective than spending $90 dollars for a mini skirt and bra with some black velvet stitched on to be “sexy dracula.” Kill yourselves.
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