Women are suppose to be nurturing, if you can’t care for your-damn-self especially something that is as elegant and delicate as your legs how the hell are you suppose to care for me too.
I’m just saying.
I have intense scars on my thighs because of an accident when I was an infant. Sorry I wasn’t being my full, nuturing self for this walking fedora when I was 8 months.
Oh excuse me, I didn’t realize that the 6” long and 1/2” wide scar, and second 2” scar from GETTING A MOTHERFUCKING TITANIUM ROD AND 3 SCREWS surgically inserted into my destroyed femur bone, INSTEAD OF SPENDING 3 MONTHS IN A HOSPITAL BED IN TRACTION made me unattractive. I sort of thought it made me Wolverine. My bad, apparently.
Good lord; the coddled life the OP must live. My legs and arms are the most scarred part of me.
Screw you, OP.