Ok I'm a girl who doesn't need protecting like I'm tough I carry a pocket knife in my bra almost everyday I know how to handle myself and plus I have a boyfriend and he protects me but other guys try to
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Hon, I'm a scrappy girl who knows how to street fight. I grew up in the hoody parts of Long Beach in the '80's. All those Warren G and Nate Dogg and 213 and Snoop songs, that's where I grew up.
I was pretty bad-ass. I could walk the whole Eastside, alone, on Friday nights, and no one would touch me. I carried some piddly-ass weapon or another, most of the time.
Later, I realized, what ACTUALLY made me bad-ass was the existence of my 4 brothers, who were connected pretty deep in that street life. People knew. If they fucked with me, it was ON.
That. That was 99.9999 percent of the real nature of my bad-ass-ness. My self-protective instincts were real, and substantive, but, hun, those were 0.0001 percent.
Someone's probably got yr back. Probably a lot of someones. Whether you're the least bit aware of it or not.0