Let me first start out by saying exactly how sorry I am.

I am sure that you thought you were perfectly polite approaching me. I am sure that you thought I should be happy for gaining the attention of someone who had a bit too much to drink by 10:30 in the morning. I know that my reaction was not what you were expecting, a pretty girl like me. Who would expect such a foul mouth? I'm sure I looked safe enough to approach.

I wonder if you practiced what you going to say to me. Was my beauty so rare, I wonder, that you became a little tongue tied? There I stood, wearing dirty black jeans and a gray band tee, face without a speck of makeup, I mean, how could one resist? Yes, perhaps I was asking for the negative attention with my attire. That is what they say, correct? Maybe you saw just a little too much of my neck and wrists, I should have covered myself more.

I've got to hand it to you, though. Your opening line was so creative, I've definitely never heard it before! "Hey, sexy!" you said. I mean, there's no way you came up with that on your own! Kudos to you, sir.

And what did I say next that made you a little mad? I think it was no thank you. But you know, now that I think about it, I was completely out of hand. And you almost won me with your next line. "I've always wanted to try a chocolate girl!" Sexism and racism? What did I ever do to deserve such a prince charming?

To be fair, your reaction to my next response was really rude. You told me something you've always wanted to try and I figured you'd be open to hear about my own desires. I only told you how I've always wanted to shove someone's nose bridge into their brain. I only thought we could knock out two birds with one stone, but no, you decided to get angry.

Your masculine rage was almost award worthy. I bet you just couldn't believe that someone was immune to your charming self. You really ran for the gold when you said how lucky I was we were in public, telling me exactly how you would make me sorry for rejecting you. I didn't mean to laugh, sir, and I'm being honest. It's just very hard for me to imagine someone of your small build actually holding me down long enough to inflict any damage. I mean, I know that I look tiny and weak, but believe me when I say you would've had a hard time walking away. Because I did mean it. I have always wanted to shove someone's nose bridge into their brain. I've always wanted to practice my right hook on an actual face too, so, just give me a reason sir.

I guess what I'm really trying to say in this "letter" is that I'm not sorry at all for threatening you. I am sorry, however, that we still live in a society where women have to deal with shit like this. I'm sorry that men feel so justified in their anger when someone spurns their advances. I'm sorry that this patriarchal society likes to make women feel to blame when situations like these occur. But, I will never be sorry for telling a man no.