The way I see it, freshly-broken-up-with men only have a few words in their vocabulary.

"We broke up because she's a hoe."

"She's such a bitch."

"I can't believe I dated a slut."

"Oh, dude, she just started acting crazy."

How was I being a "hoe" or a "slut" if I was in a relationship with you? Just because I didn't want to share my body with someone who fat-shamed me for eating avocados, I'm a "hoe"? Because I chose to trust you before giving a piece of myself to you, you will define me as the exact opposite of myself?

At this point, no one asks any further questions when he says, "she was a hoe." I guess this generic one-liner is universal for, "She was too good for me, and I'm too hurt to tell you more about why she broke up with me."

My favorite insult has to be "crazy." I'll be the first to admit, I can find an unknown individual on social media within the minute, but honestly, I consider it a talent. Let me ask you, why am I crazy for asking questions I should be able to ask my significant other? Why am I crazy for being upset with you when there is truly something to be upset about?

The word "crazy" gets thrown around so much that I can't help but wonder if it actually means that "I don't have an answer for what you're asking so I'm just gonna go ahead and call you a psychopath." I know sometimes I've asked excessive questions, or picked fights over trivial things, but it was because I wanted to know more about you, to see you. I guess that today if girls make a real effort it's because we're "crazy."

So what, if I can find the girl whose name you just dropped, in under a minute? So what, if I barked at you for picking me up late for prom, making me miss all of the pre-prom photos? I might be crazy, but I'm too smart, too funny, and too above you to be called "hoe" or "bitch" or "crazy."